Jackson was in a single-person craft as well,
With no kids to wrangle, or iwanttositupfront/isaidthatiwasgoingtousethatoarbutyoujusttookit/whenisitmyturntousethesinglekayakyousaidicouldusethesinglekayak to mediate, it's amazing how peaceful it is to be on a river!
|ahhhhhhhhh...serenity now. So lovely.|
Alex spent much of his time in the canoe crafting and delivering his finest arguments as to why he should have a turn in the single-man kayak. You'd think one of his parents was one of those annoying attorney-types or something; I wonder where on Earth he could get this persistence?
Of course, as soon as he got his wish, we saw a lot of this:
(think harder, you say? Ok, if hardpressed, I'd toss a few more dollars in our bank account, buy some property up here large enough that friends and family could visit, and then do the obvious--open a wombat sanctuary.) But canoeing on the river is a close second, and I'll always remember it.
**and this concludes my posts and gushing about Bellingen, I promise!**