Morning Paddling

Bardwell, Texas
My application for the Geezer Club of America (SSA) was submitted last night. If the forms were filled out correctly, the SSA money should start its trickle to me in a few months. Now I feel officially OLD. But I am not finished trying to have tooooooooooooooooo much fun.

Noon Edition
A morning paddle of 63 miles made for some fun. The maps say it was only about 5 miles, but my sore body knows the truth. My Mini-X is an unbelievably seaworthy vessel. It paddles easily and goes as fast as I have any interest in going. It will be fun to get it into the salt water near Padre Island where the waves can cause some excitement.

As the boat ramp inlet fell behind, this is the view as I entered the portion of the lake in front of my trailer. That white object is my home in the lower right of this picture.


On along a bit was the creek opening. It certainly looks different from out on the water. The creek turned out to be a bit of a disappointment. Where I thought it made an turn and went onward was actually the end.
The rest of the way up to the end of this finger of the lake was more of the same scenery as in the last two pictures. There were a lot of shallow spots and lots of toys blown away from the campgrounds. There was a beach ball, soccer ball, football and this air mattress along with other toys.
Near a marina at another campground are these rental toys. They looked like some kind of water tricycle. It could be very interesting to try them out once or twice.

Since watches are bad for your health, there is seldom one in my life. So when I get tired or hungry, I take care of it. Here is where I had a rest and snack after paddling for however long it was.
Lots of folks have a worry about how far or how long or how fast about most things. My answer disappoints them because it is usually something like ….. As much as was fun. The only meter in my life now is the FUN METER. A little lunch, some rest and fire up the FUN METER later.

Evening Edition

Another paddle this afternoon, but over to the dam. No camera since there was an attack of senility. However it is guaranteed that the dam looks a lot BIGGER from a nine foot yak at the water line than from on top of it. Naturally it was a paddle into the wind and the thought of having the wind help on the return trip was wonderful. Whe the trip back started the lake went slick as a mirror and the 99 degree heat did not help any. But it was fun and comes very close to having toooo much fun. TheOFM.