Yesterday I did a saran test on my completed boat frame! I was fairly nervous, to the point that I had a hard time convincing my body I needed to eat lunch. It's been over two years since I've been in any sea kayak, and that was only a one week trip in Prince William Sound. My friend Ben kept asking how my roll was...I kept insisting we not talk about it - or how difficult a wet exit would be from a boat with such a small opening. Squeezing into this Greenland kayak is no small feat. I don't want to try squeezing out of it in Kachemak Bay in mid-October. That being said, I had three people on the shore ready for the rescue, my PDF, and a full change of clothes just.in.case.
Kaya was a little unsure of exactly what I thought I was doing. She was definitely not going to be swimming out to meet me. Pemba, Ben's dog, on the other hand was all about it. I was pretty sure she was going to take me down by trying to jump on the boat - but crisis was averted.
The Gibson's, looking on. They have provided me with all of the lumber for this project, ripped much of it to proper dimensions, and have graciously donated a small space to me at the sawmill to finish up this project, as winter has descended and my front-yard-uncovered workspace stopped being quite so productive.