re-Learning how to ride in the woods. Locally the high trails are dry. Rocks and roots are perpetually slippy. The lake is at a near all time high, cresting with all the snow melt and recent rain. Lots of crap on the beach. Nice morning to explore on fat tires, while trying to kick a bit of a cold I picked up from the little one.
Nice flotsam, or is it jetsom? I can never remember.
flotsam = unknown origin
jetsam = thrown overboard
Being the ancient mariner,
shouldn’t your replies rhyme?
Anyhow, flotsam it is this time.
Greg, I jettisoned my rhyming ways. But something may float through my transom now and again. 🙂
deep!