Originally Posted by Jim Cate
Welcome aboard CF, Huckleberry! I reckon that your plan could work
just fine if you are up to it.
Like the Huckleberry conotations. Never thought about it, until know. At school
, on few occasions that I felf depressed, I would skip school
(at the immense fear that if my dad found out, it would be mahem), went to the Kliprivier river in Ladysmith RSA, and spend the day basking in the sun, playing in the river, and chasing elusive dragonflies.
(My wife has a recollection of these stories - as recently as yesterday - that I would caught them and stripped their wings. As much as I am trying to convince her that I never ever caught one, she stick to her guns
as being the truth
These are fond memories of me growing up - especially because by some miracle I was never caught out
I don't like camping or roughing it, but I realized today that not only was Huckleberry a childhood loved storybook, boating
is my way of living it.