I love my car.
I don't think I'm alone here - a lot of folks have special bonds with their vehicles. My car is my noble steed, my trusty companion. My car is my mobile home, my staging ground, my changing room, my storage unit, my kitchen, even my bed.
When friends, teammates, co-workers need a ride I am always happy to help them out, but during paddling season these generous lifts often come with warnings....
"Sorry about all the sand...."
"Oh, watch out for the paddles!"
"Don't mind the smell - my wet bikini has been soaking up the sun in here all day."
"I think that's just sunscreen..."
