On Saturday, while my nephew Ian was playing in a hockey game, my sister Elaine & I went out with Erin and Dion to skate on the river. What’s interesting, is I’m fairly certain this is the first time I’ve skated on this river. It amazes me really, because I grew up skating all the time (at the rink at school and at the dugout in our pasture)… and I’ve certainly spent many a summer hour wading through the river. My brother and I even paddled a canoe downstream one summer when the water was high enough that it covered the barbed wire fences. But skate on it? Never.