Drifting

Drifting down river
in the current. Fun in the
January sun.

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This is the last of the ‘stones’ that I wrote while we were in Spain. We spent a wonderful warm sunny morning on the river Ebre, our daughter’s partner in a kayak and the three of us, with Rufus, the dog, in a large inflatable canoe/raft. The river flows so fast it was only necessary to paddle occasionally, to steer or to cross the current, the rest of the time we just drifted. We were on the water for about 2 hours. The sun disappeared and it turned much cooler just as we arrived at our intended journey’s end. The part of the Ebre we paddled is a beautiful river, wide and meandering, an undisturbed and peaceful wilderness. We had it to ourselves, but there are jetties and access points at fairly regular intervals so perhaps it isn’t so quiet in the summer!

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10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. journeyintopoetry
    Feb 06, 2014 @ 10:49:45

    Gorgeous “stone” and it sounds idyllic ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Mirada
    Feb 06, 2014 @ 11:53:58

    Very lovely.

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  3. Andrea Tyrrell
    Feb 06, 2014 @ 12:01:36

    Sounds magical!

    Reply

  4. Evi Schumacher
    Feb 06, 2014 @ 16:03:38

    Lovely stones you wrote in Spain, Elizabeth. This one sounds idyllic indeed. Thank you for sharing your trip with us.

    Reply

  5. julespaige
    Feb 06, 2014 @ 18:56:55

    In the twenty years here I’ve only seen one single ‘man’ canoe ride our creek.
    Not a river…but peaceful enough ๐Ÿ™‚

    Reply

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