I would not be surprised, since I'm sure her secondary stability goes a lot further than mine *grin*.

Go on, ask me how I know. I'll wait. Or just ask my wife. She'll tell you, if she ever stops giggling.

Let's just say that my first entrance into the boat was graceful. My first departure, not so good. I thought I'd just ease my way out onto the back deck, straddle it, then plant my feet down onto the "ground" in six inches of water. I'm not sure what happened, but it ended up with my right foot on the 'yak, my left leg splayed out, and my butt in the water. I'm certain the kayak tipped, but not far enough to take on water.

I think the "Iníon Nollag" has more than a little Irish redhead spirit in her. Oh, she'll take care of me when we're out in the deep stuff, but if you give her an opening for a wee bit o' mischief, she'll take it and more.