pulling into the rockton bar, again, after an afternoon of canoeing. at this point i was too stubborn to change out of my river-drenched clothes (imagine that?) and much preferred to shiver (maybe not so) quietly at the bar. apparently, may isn’t all that warm this year. and, apparently, may isn’t all that warm when you won’t change out of soaking clothes. lesson learned.
-bkh
-bkh
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