The only water my single fin log saw over the past three days was dumping the out of the fin slot of my board bag over the front lawn. It was a windy grey trip down to my new vacation-land, also known as Mimi's house. The first night entailed brainstorming on an upcoming paddle project up the East Coast of the Untied States over some Dewer's on the rocks. With the first night of ideas down the second day got more productive. With some traveling for some photos, and a little paddle session in some 30 mile and hour winds the night starting to get buzzing with energy.
As dinner started on the stove top a call was made to the other coast, The conversation between the two on the East and the one on the West only sparked the energy even higher. With a toast of red wine and a delicious dinner the energy lasted all the way to the covers.
Stayed tuned to see further developments on this project...