A personal blog about minor adventures and stuff. No one really reads this thing.
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
I spent a lot of Saturday waiting to fly at Mussel Rock, and it just never happened. If I was smart, I would have hiked up the Green Monster and launched from there. Instead I sat around in my lawn chair at Walker launch, and read Slash's autobiography. But the weather/views were nice, and the book was interesting.
Not a bad spot to read a book for a few hours.
A bummer to hike out instead of flying, but that's the way it goes.