The first day on the river is done. I am beat up a bit, but had a blast. The day's data: three or four nice rolls on the lake in the morning, one combat roll on the river in the afternoon, and two swims in the cold, cold, Nantahala. After two years out of the boat, I am rusty.
It felt great though, and I have high hopes for tomorrow. Hopefully the bloody shin above is the extent of my injuries.