I put up the picture of my friends canoeing under simple pleasures.
Yet it isn’t that simple, right?
We have to get to the lake. My friends live in Virginia, I live in Washington State. I fly to Sault St Marie, US and they fly to Sault St Marie, Canada. I take a taxi across the border and meet them with their rental car. We drive to the Lake, after stopping for supplies. The motor boat is ready for us. There is no road to the cabin, we go by boat.
The canoe is a Penn Yan that belongs to my family. I don’t know how old it is. It is treasured and cared for carefully.
The family needs life jackets, paddles and instructions on getting in and out of the canoe. One friend is a very experienced kayaker, so he doesn’t need help. The other two are less experienced. Sun hats are found and put on.
We are not going that far. I will be in a second canoe, a very tippy small one. We have lunch with us and water.
Not so simple after all, but definitely pleasurable.