Yesterday I was sitting in the Lega Navale on the 2nd floor sending emails looking for sponsors.
I heard cheering and shouting from down below. I could make out the words “kayak” and “canoa.” I went downstairs and was greeted by more cheering. I was joyously informed by a member of the crowd that had gathered, that my kayak had arrived.
A found the delivery man in a blue jumpsuit. He was surprised to be such a center of attention. I followed him to his truck and was asked to sign for my kayak.
“Not until I see it.” I said, pointing at my eyes.
He opened the back of the truck and there was an 18 foot kayak-shaped object wrapped in plastic and styrofoam.
I signed for my kayak.
With help, I carried it down to the water. It weighed next to nothing, even with all the wrapping.
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I unwrapped it and put it on the water.
The Lega Navale guy who’s always around brought champagne.
As I got in, everyone applauded and cheered.
I got back out, the foot rests were too tight and I couldn’t fit. I tried adjusting them myself, but had a little bit of trouble since my arms aren’t long enough, so the Lega Navale guy who’s always around did it for me.
I kayaked for a couple of hours bringing a private celebration with me.
The boat was exactly like the one I had trained in. I had asked for different colors, but overall I’m thrilled to begin.
Today I took care of last minute preparations. I glued a light holder and compass to my boat.
Tomorrow morning, I launch.
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