Friday, December 23, 2011
Finding Santa in the Assabet River
That's a pretty impressive pile of wood shavings!
A little further downriver I encountered my first ever floating boomerang.
Trash was plentiful in this approximately 1-mile stretch of river. Quite a difference from the nearly trashless 1-mile section of the Ipswich River paddled yesterday.
Back at Cox Street all passengers disembarked while Santa watched from above...
YTD = 7499 which I'll round up to 7,500 for the year.
What happened next served to remind me how important it is to be nice when around Santa. I reached into my boat's forward hatch for the drybag containing my car keys and came up empty. Not a good feeling. Upon looking in my car's window, there on the front seat I espied the bag with the keys. A quick call was made to Mrs. Trashpaddler, who then contacted AAA for me. At that point, I'm left expecting a long wait in a rainshower for help to arrive. But before I had even finished securing my rooftop yacht, AAA appeared and a jolly bearded fellow wedged the car door, inserted a hook and unlocked my car in a jiffy. As he left he said Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!