Not Your Average Evening….
Have you ever gone kayaking or canoeing at night? By the light of a full moon? Imagine the darkness, the singing of the crickets, the slap of a beaver’s tail.
Have you ever gone kayaking or canoeing at night? By the light of a full moon? Imagine the darkness, the singing of the crickets, the slap of a beaver’s tail.
For the second weekend in a row, I spent Saturday sitting in a kayak while floating down the French Broad River. At the peak of the fall season, the