Last Sunday the sun was out and the water was calling. I decided to head for the James River. The family loaded up and lit out for Scottsville, Va. We opted to float from Hatton Ferry to Scottsville, a stretch of river that I volunteered to patrol.
On Saturday I got a message from an old high school friend, Trent. He was flying into the Farmville Airport with his kids and his lady, Sarah. Trent's extended family has an armada of kayaks, the bulk of which have come from Appomattox River Company, a cool fact I discovered after coming to work at ARC.