After last night's paddle I'm more ready than ever to get my camera. Phone out of the bag, snap a picture, phone back in the bag, repeat while rocking on the waves. It was such a lovely night, and weeknight paddling was vastly different from weekend paddling, so quiet and very few boats to deal with. I checked out a new area (to me), my first real trip in Long Island Sound as opposed to the rivers and marshes I've been doing. My technique is improving, although I was getting a little dizzy as the waves were pushing me from behind. Guess I need to get my sea legs.

And the Hullavator scored another win! Pulled in to launch and as usual the guys just stood around. As I lowered my boat, a woman came over and exclaimed "Whoa! I really like your set up there!" When I explained the hydraulics and how it lifts the boat, she said "So you don't even need to rely on anyone. That's the way to go!" To which her husband responded with a hurt-sounding "Hey!"