After a lazy morning, we rented kayaks which were unlike any I’ve encountered before. Made of thin plastic with little round, keel-less bellies, they didn’t cut through the water so much as flit across the surface driven by invisible forces. My attempts to steer prompted bouts of swearing; things were better when I just bobbed around, pivoting my mighty craft only to face the wake of a passing speedboat. Later, we swam in the very […]
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