Kayaking
When I retired, I thought I would try lots of new adventures. Nope, not so much. But, I did try something new today, thanks to a good friend (I'll call her Merry, because that's her name). Merry owns a kayak and belongs to a kayak club! Who knew kayak clubs were a thing? I know now. Our adventure started with me meeting Merry at a rather hinky parking lot. I was parked in front of the Consuming Fire Ministries. Merry told me to be careful that they didn't "scoop me up." Yes, I am probably a candidate for the ministries, but they didn't notice me, so I wasn't set on fire. Whew. I followed Merry to her kayak club which was REALLY locked up tight, but, as a member, Merry had a key. Hooray! We made it. That was the easy part. Next, we had to get Merry's kayak out of her car, and my loaner kayak out of the club's kayak garage (storage area? locked place where they keep the kayaks?). Some heavy lifting and groaning (by me) ensued. Merr