Sunday, February 20, 2011
I don't want to own anything that won't fit into my coffin.
On your own in a kayak. Opossum Bay, January 2011.
What could be finer than to be out on your lonesome with just the sounds of the gently lapping water, a slightly cool sea breeze coming in from the south-east taking the edge of the heavy afternoon sun?
The smell of the salt, the sound of a sullen seagull off into the expanse. Nothing but you, some fibreglass and your thoughts to keep you company.
I really am going to have to get off my backside and get myself one, aren’t I?
So, in honour of this train of thought, today’s Sunday Top Five is The Top Five Places I Would Not Mind Paddling A Kayak Around!