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Saturday, September 17, 2005
paddling the day away

Did I mention how much we love living on the creek? We just really love it. Not only is being able to plop our canoe in the water any time we want wonderful, but we love the birds and ducks it brings to our backyard. We love how late in the day (like right now) the low sunlight reflects off the creek and sparkles on the kitchen and office ceilings. The creek also brings people by our apartment all the time. I sit in my office and watch people paddle by, and then we end up heading out ourselves to canoe. Well, today we went out with the intent of going to Target and found a bunch of canoes and people in our back yard along the creek. I recognized one of them as someone I took a class with last semester. He introduced me around to the Friends of Starkweather Creek. We had always meant to join but never actually made it to a meeting. They invited us to canoe along with them and we dropped our Target plans and got out our gear. The group ended its trip at the nearby Olbrich Gardens. We ended up venturing on with the person I knew, and his friend. With them we canoed all the way to the Yahara river (which is really much further away than it looks on the map or ought to be) and down the Yahara to the locks. Then we had to canoe back. The whole trip was 3 hours of canoeing along side each other talking up a storm, while admiring the turtles, the ducks and enjoying the cool-ish breeze. It was a long trip- lots of fun so we will canoe with them again- but I got a lot of sun and exercise and now just feel sleepy. I can't even imagine what my arms will feel like tomorrow.

posted by knit wit | 9/17/2005 04:41:00 PM

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