There was ice on my oar after rowing today. Whoa.
There was not, however, ice on my hands, so that combined with the incredibly beautiful frosty sunrise, the steaming river, the sleepy swans ignoring our oars coming down on either side of them, and the smiles of my teammates as two boats crashed into each other and it wasn't our fault... this is a great start to a day.
:)
1 comment:
I hope you never lose the unique ability to forget the cold when in the midst of adventure.
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