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Taughannock Falls State Park
25.2 miles – and I’m toasted
My mom wanted me to go to Cornell, and if she was here today
she’d be saying, ‘Al, for God’s sake, you’re only eight miles away – two to
three hours at the most. Get back in the boat and row to Cornell.’
She’s right, of course. But she didn’t just put 25 miles
under her keel in fiendishly hot weather after 5 hours of sleep.
‘But Al,’ she’d say, ‘they have a hotel and hospitality
school at Cornell. Row there, and you’ll surely find relief.’
Mom … let it go. I’m done for the day, I really am.
So I’m here at Taughannock Falls State Park. Chris Olney is
on his way over with his truck. I can’t leave my stuff here, and he’s not on
the water, but it’s all good. Chris is with the Finger Lakes Land Trust, so
this will be educational. Sooo hospitable.
Sadly, there’s no swimming here today. A harmful algae bloom
has rendered this otherwise clean looking water unsafe (on this, one of the
hottest days of the year.) Happily no such prohibition is posted at the
beach-side concession stand. Two vanilla shakes have parted my teeth,
but such is the burden a rower must carry.
A thunderstorm is coming in five minutes – gotta batten down
the gear …
You are amazing Al! Well deserved shower and break!!!
ReplyDeleteThat’s a funny and poignant ‘exchange’ with your mom. Your rowing week has thrown you some challenging weather. Keep chugging the BOOST and a gallon of water. You have incredible endurance.
ReplyDeleteJim Kersting
I can hear Mom now Al..!
ReplyDeleteWe are following you from Cleverdale and await your return.
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