Panic Correction

Okay, for people like Mr. Jones and Nate who questioned the level of panic stated in the last post, let me just put on record that I'd never paddled a surfboard or swam in a full-on ocean rip before with 7 ft. waves so there was a bit of anxiety in tow. But no, I didn't need to be assisted back to shore. I paddled out of the rip and back into a nice wave that brought me back. So, suck it.

Headed back out to the ocean today for some sea kayaking near Cape Tribulation. It's near Mount Sorrow and Misery Cove. All which were named by Captain Cook. Apparently, his divorce was less amicable. Not a very happy man, to say the least. The emerald green swells along the reef were pretty amazing and filled with sea turtles. I also managed to hike through the Daintree Rainforest, considered to be the oldest rainforest in the world and home to one, if not a couple, of the original 19 flowering trees. After a dip in a non-crocodile infested stream, I hopped on a motorboat and cruised down the Daintree River looking for crocodiles and snakes. A 3 meter croc surfaced just beyond the bow of the boat and then disappeared.

Anyway, I've been bunking with some nice young ladies from Canada and Finland...right up your alley, Pat. The Finnish girl's level of geographic knowledge is on par with a 7th grader from Arkansas which is to say America is something she only thought existed in movies. The concept of an "Oklahoma" blew her mind. She does use the "f" word every third word so she's totally cool in my book.

No picture today. Still dealing with technical difficulties.