If He's Skipper, I Must be Gilligan

My friend Jim says, "A bad day sailing is better than a good day working." We got in our first day Sunday, sailing from Chippewa Bay to Dark Isle, around Oak and back to the ramp. I had on a t-shirt, a sweater and a lined windbreaker under my life vest and needed it all. Brisk it was, 25 mph breeze. But he was right--sailing is better. I also got to see some parts of the North Country I had missed over the past few decades, tacking back toward Potsdam on little roads around Black Lake and down the Oswegatchie. I must say, late spring looks good in the partly cloudy, with the spirea and lilac peaking as the apple blossoms fade. You might want to turn off your computer and take a little walk (after you finish reading Listening Post).