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"I could write about the pod of whales that followed me for hours one day, or the beautiful view of the Northern Peninsula I had while having a sundowner of rum and coke at Cow's Head with fellow travelers, but by now I am sure you are as sick as me of the hospitality I've had and the views I've seen while paddling around the ROCK. There comes a time in any trip when enough is enough and to accept any more would be overkill. My last day in the kayak was a glorious day of vanity. It's like for 3 months I had been preparing myself for this very moment. You see, I'm 51 and I know my days of fitness are numbered - at least at this level. I wanted one last shot at the big time. One last shot at putting in some heavy-duty mileage before retiring my paddles, and for once the weather was in my favor. It gave me a northeast tail wind of 30 knots and then some."
Story (Submitted by Noel Thu Jul 1, 2004 )
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