|Going back home|
The next day we checked the forecast and saw we had heavy rains and wind up to 40 mph on our way. With that news, we decided to cut the trip short a day and headed home after lunch, pushing the envelope as long as we could. We tied the kayaks to the roof as the first rain drops were pulled to Earth. Serenaded by the kayak straps whistling in the wind, we drove back up threw the cow pasture and down the roads we rode on so many times in our youth, unsure of when we would get to take this trip again.