Being back home after three months abroad my mind was filled with all the post-trip work I still had to do: sorting out pictures for a slide show, writing up the last days of the journey and, of course, my "real" work so I could earn money…
My shops needed a lot of attention. The first priority was a trip to the world’s biggest x-mas exhibition in Frankfurt to shop for new items for the 2008-season. Then I had to meet with my ice-cream-shop franchise partners for the 2008 season, do some renovating of the shops, transfer the x-mas stuff from the shop to the warehouse and then move the ice-cream stuff back in as well as the mountain of paper work that loomed above me. Yikes! Sadly, there was precious little time to think about paddling! And my family got some attention, too…
Anyway, I was happy I already wrote up that "eventful" day on the last days at Paul’s. That was the day that I broke my stern in the morning and lost my paddle at night. I took advantage of Paul’s talent as an editor and had him proof read my badly written English…thanks, Paul!
Gosh, and then there’s the book about the trip that I was thinking about…I’m not sure if I can get my mind around that. After all there must be *some* failure in what I planned to do…
I am posting that day’s report here as I’m already thinking about my next big trip rather than reminising about past adventures. But I will still try to get the rest of my trip reports on line.
Suddenly, preparing to climb into my sleeping bag for the night. I held my kayak pendant in my hand. It was tied to my neck with a black leather string ever since I began sea kayaking. It was my talisman – my good luck omen. The cord had never broken before, but now I could rip the whole leather string into small pieces. It was just plain worn out.
But I didn’t loose the kayak pendant. I still held it in my hand!
3 comments on “Priorities…and the most eventful day of the NZ-trip”
Loosing a Talisman, feels like dying. Last year I lost my knife in the water during a storm. He had been travelling with me all over the world. Over 25 years. And nowadays not made anymore.
Or a bracelet i get from Josephen, made of corals, made by herself. I lost it…the value in money was none, but the gesture was so much more.
Anyway, that’s life. Still i miss these little things.
Regards Jörgen
I agree! A great read. I’m looking forward to the next installment!
Freya great story waiting for more also thanks for the link
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