Another beautiful morning. We launched at Dorris Place on the Milicoma river and paddled up to Rooke-Higgins about 3 1/2 miles. The banks were lined with trees and the occasional farm. A great start to an epic journey.
Melissa was enjoying herself as we paddled with the tide up river. It is an interesting experience to paddle up river with the current. My instincts could not get used to it.
On the way back the wind picked up. I told Melissa that it would be easier for her to paddle if she got out of the middle of the river and paddled near the edge were the wind was blocked by the steep incline of the bank. She must have really wanted out of the wind because she started paddling about a foot off the bank. As we paddled around a corner she encountered a patch of what she thought to be short reeds. Ignorant of this mercilessness unstoppable predator, she paddled into its waiting jaws.
"Um, I might be to close to the bank." she said as the reeds began to slow her progress. "Why would you think that?" I responded as I snapped the second picture of the epic battle unfolding before me.
"Because its getting hard to pad, hey, why are you taking pictures of this? Stop it." She said in laughing frustration as she began to realize the true cunning of her unsuspected foe.
As the kayak came to a demoralizing halt all she could do was hang her head in shameful defeat. Normally I, being the great hero that I am, would have come to her rescue but upon seeing her distress was immediately attacked by a fit of laughter and was unable to paddle to her aid because of the camera in my hands. Alas, she was a good wife, I will miss her.
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