The old girl scout in me still likes to keep my camping primitive. The arthritic middle-aged lazy person who has taken up residence in my soul is starting to think about a pop-up. My favorite camping lately is to pack a week's worth of stuff into a solo canoe and head out on an Adirondack lake until the power boats are behind me and the fish look hungry. I set up a screened-in hammock with rain fly, build a fire, and stay until I get tired of the facilities. Life is good.
Meet Amelia. She 16 feet long and weighs only 30 pounds and if I feel like it, I add some outriggers and I can stand up and cast with ease. Mostly, though, I prefer to keep my seat. When I'm in a hurry I put on the heat with a double blade paddle. Otherwise, I can J stroke all day long.
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