I'm currently borrowing Phil Bricker's kayak until it gets too cold to paddle or my knee fixes itself, since he says he isn't using it much these days. I picked it up from him yesterday, made sure I could get it on my roof alone (not as easy as it sounds when you're a short person), and this morning took it for a splash. It was 36F this morning, which made for some chilly mists on the river, but it was absolutely beautiful. I took along Ed's old iphone, which, while it does take photos, hardly does justice to the mix of sharp details and soft mist and different depths of light that I was observing. It was a beautiful morning, but I forgot how much the paddle drips on your head, and I also forgot how much shoulder strength it takes to hold that paddle out in front of me. Oof.
You mean I gotta sit in that hard plastic thing and possibly get wet??
Like an impressionist painting.
Great visibility.
Personally, I wouldn't swim in this river this far downstream... but I guess with many of the upstream mills closed, its not so bad.
Mist burning off.
Can you find the Merganser ducks on the tree? Also saw a Great blue heron, but couldn't get the camera out in time for him.
Its a big river.
Like an impressionist painting.
Great visibility.
Personally, I wouldn't swim in this river this far downstream... but I guess with many of the upstream mills closed, its not so bad.
Mist burning off.
Can you find the Merganser ducks on the tree? Also saw a Great blue heron, but couldn't get the camera out in time for him.
Its a big river.
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