My brush with DEATH

Sorry for the delay. I've been recovering from MY BRUSH WITH DEATH.

Last weekend, I went canoeing. It was a beautiful day, sunny, warm, with a light breeze. We were there to see the changing colors. I had a charming young woman as my canoe-mate and we chatted easily as we paddled up the river. We stopped on the banks of the river for a snack in a bucolic setting.

Then...on the water...Disaster Struck! No one knows what happened, but we capsized. We surfaced, sputtering, from the freezing water. Fighting the cold, we grabbed the ribs of the canoe and kicked feebly towards the banks of the river.

It really was scary, but with a weeks perspective, I may be exaggerating the danger slightly. We had on our life jackets. And since the day was warm, we were spared the greatest danger, which is hypothermia. It was embarrasing of course, but the folks we were with were very nice about it (and even snapped this picture for us). I'll share the other pictures soon.