The Maiden Voyage of HMAS Tub.

Six months ago, Roger was struggling to ride a bicycle. His back hurt, all his other joints had joined in out of sympathy, and he was looking for exciting opportunities that said joints could tolerate. At the same time I was talking excitedly about the possibilities of storing a kayak in our shed in Milang with close proximity to Lake Alexandrina and associated kayaking opportunities. I've never paddled a kayak in my life other than a weekend in white water on the Derwent River 40 years ago, but it can't be that hard, right? What do you know, next minute Roger had ordered himself a modular, pedal powered, bright orange kayak complete with auxiliary motor, fishing rod holders, and token paddles. After four months of excruciating waiting a whole pile of boxes turned up at our front door and Roger was tasked with turning them into a kayak. Which he did. The kayak fitted in the car although there wasn't much space left around it which didn't bode well for our ...