After lunch, we paddled up the New River to Cooley's Landing. It was farther than I remembered. At least it seemed farther, because we were fighting the current all the way plus being thrown around by the wake from passing powerboats. The trip back was much easier and faster. We were looking for boatyards but only found a couple and didn't like either of them. Roy had talked with someone who told him Summerfield's was a good yard, but we didn't find it. Monday, we'll look for it by bus.
It's warm and sunny and beautiful here. We keep seeing pictures on the television news of the torrential rains and terrible floods in California. We hope our families and friends aren't having any problems.
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