Raymond’s Gut just up the river from Swansboro, North Carolina, froze in the wake of the Siberian Express. Fortunately our freeze-up only lasted a little over a day. This morning we had a little fog on the river but were ice free. Our temperature managed to hit 66F this afternoon before heading back down.
A now sane individual who escaped the world of selling technology, now living in the rolling hills of the North Carolina Piedmont. I have been at one time or another, a farmer, a director for Apple, and a vice president at Wideopen Networks. I continue to pursue my love of photography and writing. I have great memories of boating, fishing, kayaking, swimming, and hiking the beaches along North Carolina's Southern Outer Banks where we lived for fifteen years.
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Our technological infirmity 
