When I was growing up in Quezon City, you could hear Christmas carols on the radio by early November. Outside our front door would be a big parol.
Long post but possibly worth the read for those of you who kayak and do not have experience in a rescue situation. I learned a lot in a recent weekend kayak camping at the Upper Kananaskis Lake west of Calgary. There was a lady on our group trip; let's call her Jane, who had a small boat and all her luggage in two big sacks.