I’m catching up on family photos, but never will, actually. The pile grows higher even when I choose something out of the middle, but in truth, this one is a ‘recent’ picture.
In a kayak, I’ve made a few decent pictures, as resting with both hands free, or one-handedness, is not too challenging. Rowing, I need to keep both hands on two oars to balance the narrower boat; they do absolutely nothing for my stability if they are not connected to my upright high-sitting body. So I am learning to rely on the pictures of other fellow-voyagers to help me to see where I have been.
For me, rowing provides a flow-state meditation on a wonderfully complex learning curve, making more and more natural sense — I am coming to realize that there is a Grand Unification Theory (and Practice) of the sport — I can row for a while with my eyes closed, so who needs pictures?