I'm of two minds about the rain. When I was kayaking on a regular basis I would have this huge grin on my face when it rained: It meant the rivers were up, and big water was on its way
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LAST weekend Mike drove the beastie into the harrowing, washed-out depths of Olympic National Park, where we met up with Jax, JC, Sue, Keith, Aryana & Nemo for a weekend in the woods
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