This was a good paddle in the Poconos. It was a windy day, and the first half of the paddle was a great workout, which felt good after a more leisurely paddle with friends the last three days. But then I turned the corner and the landscape changed: lily pads in bloom and a secret bridge under which I could paddle. The folks in the parking lot really wanted to hear about my favorite stops on the quest, which was fun. Although I did sort of look around the parking lot and think, "If you can't ID the crazy person in the room (or parking lot), it might be you."