Spring has sprung, according to the western calendar. Spring itself also appears to be taking a springy step to join us this week. The anticipation of what’s to come, and the way the colours sort of sneak up on us, is what I love about the season.
As it is officially spring, there is now absolutely no excuse not to be out paddling, and I’m glad to say that it’s well worth the effort to dust those cobwebs off your outdoor mentality and get back into a boat (for those of you who haven’t stopped paddling through the winter, ignore me).
Last Tuesday a few of us from Chelsea Kayak Club took a lazy trip to Chiswick Eyot. With the setting sun, and Jupiter, Venus and Mars accompanying us along the way it was a truly magical experience. I’ve never been that far west by kayak; paddling around the Eyot at dusk was rather fairytail-ish. Ann Gales had her camera with her and took a great photo of the sunset.
This past Saturday was St Patrick’s day, and in true Cremorne style, Harry led a ‘Paddle for Paddy’s’ to Westminster and back. With the boats decked out in green, everyone wearing Guinness hats, and a few Irish tunes belting out across the water it sure was fun. One of the clients wrote about it on their blog – read it here.
And then this morning, on a rare occasion when I don’t have to be sat at my desk at 9am on a Wednesday, I joined the Chelsea Yakkers for a lovely paddle to Westminster. And, Hello Spring! What a fantastic morning. Warm sunshine, blue skies, still waters….lovely jubbly. I may have even got a smidgen of colour.
Ah, yes, Spring is here.