The Intermediate Days of Spring

There is no more snow, and the rain doesn't seem to be coming. It doesn't matter because there are lots of other things to do.
Over the last few weeks I have gotten to do some different things, and visited some places that I've never been before. As a result this is what my paddling has consisted of:















Margaret and I got a chance to get up to the coast of Maine after her brother's graduation from UNH. We brought some lobsters home with us, and cooked them up. They were tasty.


















This past weekend we rallied a crew together for the Tour De Franzia. We rode our bikes around town and drank boxed wine. It was an exciting evening. It was such a success, the "tour committee" may be planning another one for sometime in July.





























































Hank was really upset that he could not particiapte. He had injured injured himself only two days prior to the event in a freak fetch accident... Maybe next time Hank















As Spring slowly turns into summer the rivers of Quebec begin to call our names. I'm heading up there this evening with an all-star cast from all over the New England States. I'm sure we'll do something worth blogging about.