Coming Up For Air

I’m  thankful coming up for air from under the choppy surface of Narrow River was never required, though stopping at the  top of a long hill on Block Island for gulp of the gas was necessary a  time or two. I’m pleased (and very surprised) I’ve spent a number of  days mostly outdoors without sunburn, only one blister, and no more  complaints of aches and pains than the usual.

I will have much  to digest (not to mention a pile to sort through on my desk) after my  very memorable trip to NY, CT and RI, and have not many but a few  pictures to process later today.

The kayaking and biking and  especially the consumption of seafood were all successfully achieved. It  will take some time to readjust to the slower pace and land-only diet  of Goose Creek. Ocean State indeed. I shed a number of preconceptions  about Rhode Island on this trip.

There are a lot of great places  to live in this country. I’ve visited another one of them. About which,  much more later when I’ve dug my way back to the day-to-day surface of  life in the valley here.