Filler up, Please
Preparing to kayak the Adriatic
Today was a day of Re-booting. You know the kind of day where around every corner, with every greeting, attached to every completed chore there is a fulfillment that boosts your depleted coffers. “Filler up, please!” These Days boost us.
Waking up in our apartment above the ice cream store on Marathon day is like being stage center 40 minutes before curtain. The city was alive with volunteers, setting up for the thousands of runners...
We high tailed it out of the “old town” as we didn’t want to get trapped and made our way to meet up with friends for a day of kayaking the Adriatic. We climbed the 110 stairs to the predetermined meeting place. We saw 20 or so stray cats along the way. We wondered who was coming on this amazing day of kayaking????
Delightfully we were greeted by old friends. Friends who had bicycled other countries with us. Friends who live only miles away on Cape Cod but are best shared in foreign countries, “Filler up, please”.
You see, traveling together on adventure trips in Countries where the language, currency and GPS is a struggle...binds us. Traveling together to places where our phones are turned off, our jobs don’t define us and our families don’t distract allows us to be present with each other.
Sure, maybe I’m being sentimental. Maybe almost losing my life to a wood chipper a week ago has me looking at these relationships closer. I’m holding everything a little more dear. But still, the reunions are sweet and always sincere. Let’s face it, people who sign up for the 40 mile a day bike trips thru foreign countries are a different breed. There is a commitment to having fun, there’s very little whining and the shared memories of back roads and tiny villages is priceless.
So today was a day to say “Filler up, please”! The 3 hours of kayaking, the sun burned skin, the soak in the cold april Adriatic and the conversations with ‘annual’ friends was just what I needed to fill my tank.
As I write this in “old town” Dubrovnik it is midnight. The thunder rolled in like a freight train bringing with it a pounding rain that quieted the streets! My thoughts drift to John Snow and Game of thrones. This is Winterhaven. I’m hearing the rain bounce off the cobblestones of this rock fortress as lightening brightens our bedroom...
Tomorrow we walk the WALL!
Still more...”Filler up, please!”
climbing the mountain of stairs
thousands of stray cats throughout the city
An old fortress behind us used as scenery in Game of Thrones
gal pals of cycling
Love these guys!
tender times until I butt in
we made it❤️
MARCY and I ran the ASYMCA together nearly 30 years ago at The Mass Military Reservation in Bourne. Forever friends! She lives in South Carolina so we reunite all over the world!
best girlfriend from high school, Nancy Garner
Cindy took this photo ! Just getting use to the sea kayak! Digging the rudder.