Fair warning, dear moms: Any story that begins, “So the guy at the bait shop said…” is going to be a doozy. Here goes… So the guy at the bait shop said that if we started out kayaking at the mouth of the river, it would be only 4 miles to the next docking station/place where my husband and two other children could go fishing and meet us. My cell phone was dead, but no biggie. It’s only 4 miles. What could go wrong? My teenage daughter and I set off on our merry way, drinking in the sights and …
