A quiet paddle
Now and then, we heard hundreds of geese out on the water as they gathered for their winter vacation. Here and there, we saw birds lift off, annoyed by our presence.
The sun played shy behind layers of overcast and, when it did almost come out, it was best seen reflected in the water.
Sometimes the big lake plays gentle.
No big philosophical lesson here today. Just a quiet paddle. JB and I launched yesterday from the ramps at Port Washington, just north of Milwaukee. We paddled out of the harbor into calm waters and saturated air and simply worked our way south along the shore while the eroding cliffs peeked in and out of the haze. (taken on way back north, hence land on the left...but I digress).
Now and then, we heard hundreds of geese out on the water as they gathered for their winter vacation. Here and there, we saw birds lift off, annoyed by our presence.The sun played shy behind layers of overcast and, when it did almost come out, it was best seen reflected in the water.Sometimes the big lake plays gentle.Paddle safe...
DS
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