Barry Mitchell told me about a story once - how he found it really neat one day fishing on the upper Blackstone River, a water boatman landed on the roof of his truck. For where he was, it was a fairly random moment. AJ & I just remembered a more random boatman story. There we were on the west coast of the S Isl of New Zealand. We decided to try to find a beach to camp on. Waaay away from anywhere, we found a trail wide enough for our car that found its way to the 40km beach. We had just had fun running in the waves on the perfect beach at sunset, with nobody but nobody around and decided to have supper and set up our tent. As I was taking stuff out of the car and putting it on the roof, a boatman landed beside me. I one upped up your Blackstone boatman story Barry.
Friday, March 13, 2015
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