Happy December!

It's as busy as a hive of hornets (kind, non-stinging hornets) around Rutabaga.  Annie has been chained to her desk as she paginates (that's the journalism term for making sausage) the Canoecopia gazette.  As soon as the front page is done I'll post it for the three of you who are reading this blog.

Speakers are being finalized this week.  We do have some standards returning (Cliff, Kevin Callan, etc.), but also a whole crop of new folks who haven't presented at Canoecopia before.  Sure to be a good time for those of you who can hear the presentations (I won't).

The house is starting to book up too.  My house turns into a virtual Canadian Embassy during the show - Kevin Callan, of course.  Brian Cooke from Level Six will stake out the basement futon.  Bear Bass from Ozark Outdoors will be in The Shack with Tera (probably).  Rosie and Megan will probably live at our place if not sleep there, and Roch and Tim from Nova Craft tend to hang around for the pancakes.  A crowd to be sure, but these are lovely people who clean up after themselves and help wash dishes.  In short, the perfect house guests.  Unfortunately, Jodie Lalonde from Turtle Paddles won't be there.  He didn't find a buyer for his company.  If anyone wants to buy a paddle company, let me know.

As I write this we are this far from Winter Solstice.  It can't come soon enough.  I am seriously jonesing for light.  I am photophilic.  Solar-powered.  I don't care if it snows, I love it, but this going to work when it's dark and coming home when it's dark is for the birds.

Until next time,

  Darren