Hurray For Our Side (I think)(Bob, on another cold morning)

BTW, that expression, about our side, was first shouted by the folks on the other side of the road as Lady Godiva rode by. Now, about the hurray.

It's on the radio and in the papers here today. Unless someone out there is very old (like 130 years), there is no one alive around here that has seen a winter with more snow fall than the one we're having now. Isn't that special? Less mentioned were the endless days of sub-freezing temps and what it has done to this winter's paddling opportunities.

Not one to waste an opportunity, two of us (Bob and I) got out on Lake Michigan yesterday for a relaxed paddle. As we were both over fifty (and one over 65), we spent the first half of the paddle complaining about stiffness, aches and pains. At the turn around, we poked into the open waters, felt the gentle surge and decided we were cured. The ride back was splendid and mind-healing.

Hurray for the two of us.

Paddle safe...
DS