Riding the Timber Wave

I slipped beneath the door sweep and spotted the ultimate indoor slipway leaning against a tall leather boot! A long, polished wooden shoehorn arched down from the boot's collar to the rug like a frozen waterfall! Naturally, a sea warrior must test the gradient! Clutching both tridents tight to my ribs, I scrambled up the cross-laced boot strings to the high summit. I planted my webbed feet directly into the shoehorn's smooth groove, leaned forward, and—whoosh! We plunged down the lacquered slope at blistering speed, skimming cleanly off the curved lip and sticking a flawless skid landing right onto the woven runner! What a glorious rapid!