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Originally uploaded by Suffering the Benz
Maybe it’s because today is 9/11, but this sunrise seemed more profound than the others I’ve witnessed while paddling Lake Loudon. I paused to listen to the herons squawk and watch the light ripple across the water while I reflected on that horrible day seven years ago …
I covered a lot of ground this morning, paddling upstream on Loudon and then heading up Gallagher Creek, past International Harbor Marina and into a minefield of rocks. I managed to get hung up there for a bit but managed to patiently work my way out of it and decided it was time to head back home.
A few planes ascended from McGhee Tyson as I paddled back, another reminder of 9/11 and that I have to a flight to D.C. this afternoon for the Online News Association conference.
I’m not looking forward to flying again. I’ve taken particular glee in watching those planes soar above me, heading for Atlanta and Cincinnati while I’m paddling along. I didn’t realize how much I hated flying until I had a chance to do a lot less of it. I wish I could paddle to D.C. …