Paddling St. Louis’s Forest Park

“Gently rock along the sacrum,” cooed the yogi, “as you fold your leg across and hold.” A dozen disciples, backs on yoga mats, moved into reclined pigeon position. Meanwhile, I slipped into my Pyranha Fusion and pushed off into the Grand Basin. I veered under misting geysers in the reflecting pool below the St. Louis … Continue reading Paddling St. Louis’s Forest Park