I hit the breakfast buffet early again. When I got back to the room, I found this cute Krugman amoeba.
Sarah and the kids dropped me back off at Fishing Creek.
We've discovered that finding a marina or boat ramp is not easy. Fishing Creek flows out into the Ohio. This was the only good place in New Martinsville, WV to pickup/launch. Sarah and the kids have been supernaturally patient with this process.
After less than mile of a relaxing paddle down Fishing Creek, I reunited with my 300 short ton friends.
My average miles per day has been a little over 30 miles which puts my gas tank percisely at E when I park the kayak. Today the plan was 39! I was feeling especially anxious this morning, because there were heavy thunderstorms in the forecast. Ive never kayaked in the rain before, I worried. Then again, I never kayaked over 9 miles before I started this journey. This morning, I heard that subtle voice tell me, "you can't do it". I've heard from Fear before. When I follow Fear, I'm rewarded and robbed with fruitless comfort. My Father in heaven watches over me, so I traded my comfort for whatever the River of Life wanted to tell me today.
I've found the the best fruit in life comes from hard work and accepting a challenge that develops you - a lesson my Dad taught me. My Dad was a hard worker. He never took the day off because the conditions weren't right. He always remained diligent with his To-Do-List at home and work. His objective at home and work were the same - serve others and coach breakthroughs. He worked for Dale Carnegie Training for over 40 years. Dale Carnegie wrote the book on human relations principals, "How to Win Friends and Influence People". Dale and my Dad were the same, in that, they were entergized by taking an anxious person, like me, who struggled with the same voice, "you can't do it", and helped them believe "I can do it". My Dad turned impossible into possible and so will I today.
One of my favorite things to do in life is to take a negative and turn it into a positive. The Ohio River is a grave yard to sunken barges that forever sleep along the banks. These guys, used it to extend their property line. Love it! Shortly after this pic, Jeff Foxworthy flew by my kayak in his bass boat going as fast as he could.
It rained for half of the day and heavy at times. Rain didn't bother me as much as I thought it would. It's the wind and waves that make it challenging. Today I spotted a river otter 30 feet from my kayak. He was gone before I could get my phone out of my drybag.
The rain forced me to hold tighter to my paddle. With the wet conditions, my hands and forearms took the beating today.
My phone died later in the day. Thankfully I told Sarah my location an hour before and that my goal was to make it to the Dam. This is right before Marietta, Ohio.