La course.
Went kayaking for a few hours on an amazing lake with my son. It was the princess bride of kayak trips. It had everything. Sunshine, drizzle, mirror like lake, choppy water, a sunset, very old abandoned lumberjack equipment hanging off dead trees, the world smallest beach, bald eagles, a Tree that we both agreed must be teaching kungfoo to the wildlife when no humans are around and a definitive answer to which one of us smell like frog fart as determined by the 100m dash to the beach.
Well… who smells like frog fart??
It sounds (and looks) like a great time! Nicely drawn picture, fr!
Thanks I try to compensate my weak artistic technique with meaningful stuff. That’s from a log book I keep in the popup tent, I sometimes draw to trips highlights. I was getting it ready and thought it was time to share some of my favorites. My son smells of frog fart, there is no word for what I smell like, but that’s the subject of another drawing…
