"The Acid Problem is not confined to Ducks"

Attempt # 4 I think.... stupid server keeps getting cut off and new post goes drifting of to the distant nowheres.....

Anyway, Ive been trying to say that I have new visitors from all over the place like Germany, Croatia, and Singapore. Thats neat.

Speaking of this, which has nothing to do with what is about to come, I had the craziest dreams last night. Of course I dont remember them, but thats ok becasue Ive been drooling and wasting time looking at kayaks on the net. Ive been feeling that ice cream headache from rolling in frozen rivers. Or smelly and slimey pfds from tropical jungle moistness. The time on the Rio Pacuare when I almost sliced my neck open on rocks, but it turned out to be my shoulder instead. The two guys BOB and I taught to roll and kayak from Arizona, and their disaster at patado de mule...ouch. The bobber's beer drinking/roll trick, that I believe is farse. Seperated shoulders, concusions, dehydration, class 4 holes that suck your booties off, post action beers and actually having to load the truck there and back, twice. I remember the duckie kids who went through that strainer on the stillwater...ew. All of this means its spring time. I smelt (?) it yesterday walking to AUC. The angle of the sun, the breeze, the lightness in my step (cancelled out by the 46lb laptop in my bag) and the smell of fresh dog shit encircling the Gezira club like landmines.

You know jumping off the bridges here would be amazing minus the artery ripping of parasitic attatchment/detatchment in the wet.