White River, Elkins to Goshen

Paddled the White on Saturday. It was a pretty nice float, the water is still high. In a couple months it may not be passable unless you want to portage half of it. No thanks.

Saw tons of fish, caught none as usual. I did catch a pretty good buzz though. The new kayak was not too bad, need to remember to raise the skeg in the rapids as that causes the ass end to spin around coming out of the rapids. Watson dumped the kayak once thanks to his smooth paddling skills as he turned us right in front of the canoe and we got t-boned by Pat and Randy.

Apparently we weren't the first group to take that float as someone had built a rock formation on an island and scrawled "Welcome to Penis Island" on a big flat rock.

The whole trip was about 5 hours. Lots of wide, deep pools to paddle through and not a lot of current.

I'd like to do it again and take a whole day to try to catch some fish.

Orange Beach, AL: August 2007

I love the Gulf. I love the white sand beaches. I love the salty-ass water because I can float without a raft. I love the food, shout out to Joe Patti's. I love Pina Colada's. I love dumb beach people that have skin like leather. Mostly, I love that it's not Mexico. That's a story for another time and assuming I ever get the pics put on disk, I'll cover MexSucko as well.

The condo:


Dad doing what he does best. Not catching shit! I think his favorite hobby was to get out to the beach earlier than everyone else, get drunk before everyone else, and then go back to the condo and leave all his crap for me to carry. Actually, he only did it like half-a-dozen times so maybe I'm not being completely fair by calling it a "hobby."


Courtney spent at least half a day on this sand castle.

Burn baby burn! We were all cooked by the end of the week.


I couldn't pass up the opportunity to take a tourist picture. These shark heads were at the entrance to some overpriced, crappy market.


I can't wait to go back!