Dear Reader, Today’s paddle had all the ingredients for a perfect day of paddling, except two. Dang, we were so close! It started with The Old Carrabelle Hotel’s proprietor and gracious Innkeeper, Skip, returning Miss Pink, Baby Blue, John and me to Carrabelle’s Public Launch Site on the Carrabelle River where he’d picked us up two days ago. And then up the river we went, past Carrabelle’s waterfront and fishing fleet and pleasure crafts. Up into the marshes, where we veered to the right, up the Crooked River. Islands of marshland which turned into wooded forests. Tate’s Hell State Forest, …