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| Kennebunk River |
It was quite the brisk autumn morning with heaps of sunshine. I'm afraid that my only "adventure" in a long time was going kayaking up the good old Kennebunk River. It was a beautiful morning indeed. The wind carrying me up the river, not a soul around, peacefulness which felt like I was gone for hours upon hours. Nice to be out on the ocean. Oh, you have been terribly missed.
