Just Paddling 10/23/2002
Long drive to the river.Short night’s sleep.Cold, wet gear goes on, I shiver.Not a care in the world, I’mJust paddling.River’s low, so is money,Yet enough to get vertical and play,Then come home to dinner and my honey.Life is good when I’m,Just paddlingBuddies pull in late, crash on my RV floor.We’ll go hard tomorrow, then go some more.Some see us as machos battling.Think what you like, but we’re,Just paddling.Just paddling is a mission, an obsession,There is no other way to be there.I’m there, and I understand it is not fair.I have many friends that I wish could also be,Just paddling.For them, and anyone with the dream, let me show the way,By living my life as a kayaker, every day.But the dream isn’t only realized by me,Just go…
