When I pull out of the driveway, it isn’t raining, yet. Thunder rumbles in the distance and dark clouds threaten. W says he’ll drive me into town for my therapy appointment but I say no, I’ll do it. I tell myself I can’t be a fair weather driver. Eventually I…
Yes, I tend to get nervous about a lot of things, but just as paranoid people are sometimes really being followed, there are real dangers in whitewater that I’d be remiss if I glossed over in all my talk of river running. I’d hate for people to read my blog…
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