Manteo, NC -- As our departure date looms, my excitement is feeling more and more like anxiety.
As we complete more and more of our preparations, I feel less and less prepared.
The last few days I've worried about everything: my inexperience, the weather, whales, equipment failure, our health, bedbugs. Okay, not the bedbugs, but now that I think about it....
And then, tonight, we were walking down the dock and saw the most beautiful wooden kayak, which we failed to photograph (sorry). It was as beautiful as any of these.
We stopped to talk to the owner of the kayak, who paddled here from just north of D.C. and is headed for Savannah.
Savannah, Georgia.
In a kayak.
In the ocean.
Suddenly my big, brave sailing adventure seems like going on the flume ride at Six Flags.
As we complete more and more of our preparations, I feel less and less prepared.
The last few days I've worried about everything: my inexperience, the weather, whales, equipment failure, our health, bedbugs. Okay, not the bedbugs, but now that I think about it....
And then, tonight, we were walking down the dock and saw the most beautiful wooden kayak, which we failed to photograph (sorry). It was as beautiful as any of these.
We stopped to talk to the owner of the kayak, who paddled here from just north of D.C. and is headed for Savannah.
Savannah, Georgia.
In a kayak.
In the ocean.
Suddenly my big, brave sailing adventure seems like going on the flume ride at Six Flags.
Savannah. In a kayak. Jeez!
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