With not much happening this weekend, Brian, Dean, Derrick and I stayed close to home and paddled from St. Philips to Topsail Beach. Round trip distance was 13.6 kms.
We got back to St. Philips, washed our boats and gear in the river, carried the kayaks up the bank and tied them onto the cars before having a coffee.
I felt good; satisfied with the contribution to the accumulating yearly total kilometers.
Several hours later I could barely move with the pain. It came totally out of nowhere and felt like someone had stuck a knife in my ribs. I could understand it if it happened on the water or carrying the kayak but without any apparent cause? The strangest thing.
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