Serenity Now

"Oh Cool! Check out all the FCP widgets and plug-ins I just downloaded from Digital Heaven Mutti, I holler from my downstairs home office.
"Vhat? Vhat are saying? Vidgets? Vhat are Vidgets?"
"Oh, forget it"

When techno-talk like widgets becomes 'cool', it's definitely time for another break from editing. Think I'll take Mutti on a quick Adirondack adventure. It's getting late in the afternoon and it looks like rain but we're off to explore another page ripped from our recent book purchase - 'Quiet Water Canoe Guide of New York State'.

Getting the canoe strapped to the top of the car proves harder than canoeing. I drive shy of 55 just incase my knotting and double knotting fails me. Ahhhh, the freedom of self-employment, I think to myself as we start on another mini-adventure. Our euphoria only slightly dampened by the wet and overcast conditions. We double around a little town called Victory north of Saratoga looking for the area listed in the book. A man emptying his car of groceries helps get us to where we're going when we seem lost. Ah yes, there's the little creek! I exclaim.

It's flowing northward towards us and the rain had subsided some. We lock up the car and take off threading our way through the narrow passageway. We spot ducks, cardinals and low-flying whooping cranes. The current isn't all that strong and negotiating it seems easy enough. The authors of the book claimed to have a belted kingfisher pace them up the river - we instead are outpaced by ugly bottom-feeding carp. They can get pretty big though and give both of us a scare when they disrupt the water. Autumn leaves gently fall from the trees landing on a carpet of slow-moving Saratoga Lake water. What's that floating up there? Might that be a message in a bottle?

Nope - it's instead a large empty bottle of Martini & Rossi. We definitely look like drunks with it sitting in our craft but we do the right thing and pick it out of the water for proper disposal later. We pass a Rod & Gun Club upstream and continue our journey toward a set of rapids listed on the book map. Unlike Saratoga Lake, whats nice about this little creek is there are no powerboats just the faint sound of Route 29 and 32 in the distance or a red-winged blackbird excercising his lungs from a passing oak.

Yes, good times, good times. Serenity now...longer editing nights later.