I had my water shoes on and got the boat in the water. Got in it and found it to be stable. Boy oh boy, this is going to be fun. I started drifting away from the bank and found that I could not sit in the middle and paddle with one leg on each side. I was afraid to move to one side so sit there thinking about the solution.
Oh crap! Time to stop thinking and take action. I am drifting further out into the lake. All is well. I look around and no one sees me (unless they are in their places looking out the windows).
Ah ha! I found the solution! I bend over and start paddling with my hands. Whoops a small problem. My stomach is on the steering control. So, I point the rudder in the direction I want to go and start paddling. Damn wind. But I am making process. Twenty minutes later I finally got close enough that I got it stuck in so weeds so I could rest. Rested up and finally got to shore. Still no eyes watching me that I can see and I don't hear any laughs except for mine.
I put it away and look at the row boat.
Nope! That is for another day. I can handle a row boat. Well anyway I could before my shoulder surgery. Maybe next Sunday morning I will try it.
Sorry there are no pictures. They would have been really funny, but I didn't let Linda come and watch.
Gosh! I love retirement and all the adventures that come with it.
Here are a couple of pictures that I posted when we first got here.
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