December 31st, 2008


Book: Deep Survival by Laurence Gonzales

Finally finished reading this one. Good book! The copy I have borrowed is covered with sticky tabs left there by the last reader. It has been interesting to peruse what he thought was worth marking. I mark my books up with pencil brackets, dashes and dots, and create my own indices handwritten inside the covers.....but that's me. This book convinced me that I am a survivor, that I have all the classic characteristics and tendencies of those who manage to pull through when others might kill themselves through haste or ignorance. So it made me feel good. =-]
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River Tales: First Time Kayaker on the Green River in NC

I was 11 years old, it was 1977. My father had bought me a mark IV kayak cut down to child size. It was fiberglass, red on top and white on the bottom. It was pointy and fast. It was light; I could lift it.

My legs were already gangly and long, and my feet were jammed down into the child size boat in an uncomfortable way. My dad was in his canoe. He kept trying to instruct me by yelling from his canoe. I was overwhelmed. The river was mild and slow, but I was slower and out of control.
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