Still 32 miles from Vicksburg. It was supposed to be a few days, but the wind has been non-stop in my face. I have to admit I'm struggling with the frustration; whether it's the wind, fog so thick you can't see the trees, or rain storms, it seems it's always something causing further delay.
I don't know when I will learn to let go of planning and just go with it. Maybe that's not who I am. Regardless, there is a LOT of positive self-talk going on to remind myself to look around and remember to enjoy the journey.
These geese were enjoying their journey until we showed up.
Thankful for these moments of beauty in some of the tougher days, and appreciate all the encouragement and prayers for strength.
Hang in there. You are Mother Nature’s servant. The river teaches us many lessons. Embrace those skies of magnificences. Your words brought back memories of almost total defeat- the winds & weather almost broke me. Letting go was so difficult. I adapted & stuck to the basics- focusing on the journey & not the destination was a daily battle. Less daily miles paddled, but more patience & wisdom gained. There is a reason you are the last thru-paddler out there!! One humble stroke at a time🛶
Keep your head up and keep enjoying the beautiful sights when you get them. You got this.
Well, with rain moving in, be glad you are that far south.. We are expecting two days of the wet stuff...