Nonsense: On The Savannah

On Saturday the 21st of July, my friend Jaspreet, also known as J Dhilla, convinced me that the two of us should go kayaking down the Savannah River.

If only we had known what dangers awaited us...

...Not really.

I will be the first to admit that the Savannah River is pretty tame, possibly a touch too tame, but we managed anyway, grinding the bottoms of our boats across countless rocks for two and a half hours. It was fun once, but J Dhilla and I are ready to move on to bigger and better kayak expeditions.

Bulldozer in a kayak.
Photograph by Chuck Bolte.

This Saturday, the 28th, I drove to Mistletoe State Park to participate in a sprint triathlon. Instead, I participated in a stand in the rain and wait for the race to get cancelled competition. Well, it was not really a competition, but you get the sarcasm, right? Yes, the triathlon was cancelled after and hour of continuous lightning and thunder, so the Lee family, dogs included, and I left drenched and cold.

90 bucks down the tubes, but a special thank you to Charles and Jessica Lee for coming out anyway.

Still needing an outlet for all of my pent up TRI energy when I got home, I immediately registered for the Summer Sizzler International Distance Triathlon in Hiawassee, GA on the 4th of August.

Go Team Chuck!