Sometimes I feel like a nut...
Having found the cockpit, JB glows in the discovery that he has not lost his tennis ball (referrence same site). NO inventory of marbles was made.
Just after this pic was taken, and his feet had been dangling in the water for several minutes, dead fish started to float onto the surface.
In our third pictorial, it appears that your's truly is demonstrating an elegant scull brace. And, perhaps I am. But can you really trust your eyes in this day of Photoshop. How do you know it is me and not a stunt double? Or can you be sure I am not in 2 inches of water with the boat wedged into the silt? Ah, yea of little faith.
But the piece de la silliness, is our man and his boat in perfect harmony as they become one with the water. Where's Waldo?
Paddle safe...and always have fun.