Perhaps for some kayaking means racing, exercise, or hard work. Not for us. Jomar and I leisurely paddled up the river past the Arsenal Bridge. After awhile, we deemed ourselves tired, and spent even less effort drifting down the river to Elliot Bridge. After about 2 hours of baking in the sun, drifting, and avoiding embankments and geese, we returned the kayak and headed to Harvard Square for a hearty lunch.
Lunch was followed by a walk down the Esplanade, and the day was topped off by a nice dinner at Stella in the South End.
2 comments:
ha ha! classic jomar poses!
Ah...Stella. I now live two blocks from there and have been meaning to try it. Glad to hear you had a great time!
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