All good things come to an end

My grad school joy has come to an end. In short the things that I thought were going to work out, aren't. The details are unimportant. If you've been a grad student you can imagine things not going the way you want. I'm sure I'll have some sense of success at some point in the future. 

I went boating last weekend. I paddled the Upper Yough and Upper Gauley. Both were absolutely amazing rivers. The Yough is more like the twisty turny stuff I'm used to up on the Cumberland Plateau. The Gauley on the other hand was unlike anything I've ever paddled before. The rapids didn't demand a lot of complicated maneuvering, but they were (for me) shockingly huge. It was like trying to boat down an avalanche of water. 

This is the sixth fall I've spent in Tennessee. Every year I told myself that I would go to the Gauley. This year I did. Now I feel like I can leave Tennessee having truly experienced boating in the Southeast.