Tuesday, August 2, 2011

KAYAK KILT


What started as a pleasant afternoon changed without any warning, the sudden gusts of wind causing the waves to swell that frequently crashed over the bow and splashed the cockpit, forcing me to cover it with a garbage bag drawn taut and held tightly in place by straps. I'm Scottish by birth so I'm thrifty, and it's a kayak kilt, not a skirt.

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