Kayaking Lake Ninevah

Lake Ninevah signSunday, October 13: It was another warm fall day; I spent much of the afternoon at this lake in Vermont. It was a gorgeous day – short sleeves and bare feet warm, with glorious color on many of the trees. Lake Ninevah launch

The water was moderately low, maybe 18 inches lower than usual – although back among the pitcher plants, it didn’t seem so.

Lake Ninevah foliage

Lake Ninevah sculpture

Back in the bog, there was fresh very green grass where the water level was lower – covered with downy feathers. Lake Ninevah feathersLake Ninevah heronThere were a couple of loons, too, as well as the herons, but when one came close enough for a good photo, my camera decided it was out of battery. Oh, well –Lake Ninevah redsLake Ninevah three colorsI was not the only one out on this perfect autumn day – but it wasn’t crowded. Lake Ninevah across lakeAnd I was surprised to see forget-me-nots still blooming! Blue, to contrast with all the warm autumn colors –Lake Ninevah forget-me-nots


Roadtrek Roadtrip, Knitting

The only knitting I completed on the North Carolina trip was this shawl – photo taken draped over my car just before I gave it away! It was a totally mindless and boring knit, having been given to me 1/3 completed, but fine for when I wasn’t driving, but had to keep track and navigate.   RT RT shawl

Roadtrek Roadtrip, North Carolina to Vermont

Monday, October 7: It was time to head back home. We loaded up the Roadtrek, now with three people, a dog and a kayak – and a lot of stuff! I’d wiped the salt spray off the windows, but not well enough; our first stop was at the Wright Memorial, where the flying brothers made their first flights. Outer Banks Wright mem visitors centerOuter Banks Wright mem modelOuter Banks Wright memorialOuter Banks Wright flyerWe didn’t spend long there – Otis got a walk, and I was able to rinse out my cloth and do a better job of washing the windows! And then it was over the Ches Bay B - Tbecause we could – and because Marilyn likes bridges. And tunnels. And because it’s the most direct route north, from the Outer Banks. We continued up through the center of the Delmarva peninsula and into Delaware. We stopped for the night at Trap Pond State Park, and while Marilyn and Robin (and Otis) went shopping, I put the kayak on the pond. It’s the northernmost stand of bald cypress, about on the same latitude as the cypress park in Maryland, across the Chesapeake Bay. DE park Trap Pond signDE park heronDE park view eastDE park rampDE park cypressThere were LOTS of herons –

a few ducks – DE park mallardsand cormorants – DE park cormorant treeand these were some of a flock of at least 75 geese. They were loud!DE park geeseDE park cypress sunset 2We ended up with a fire; Robin scrounged wood from the surrounding area. DE park fireTuesday, October 8: We spent all day on the road, with the only real problem being an accident at Albany, NY. Going in to Vermont, we were welcomed home with a good sunset when we stopped at the welcome center at Bennington.  VT sunset

Roadtrek Roadtrip, on to the Outer Banks

Saturday, October 5: Leaving Sandy Point, we made a brief stop to say hi and thanks for the hospitality to Maria and Tim, and meet Honey, their new puppy. Then it was on the road, and over bridge after bridge after bridge, and to Avon, on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Marilyn took lots of pictures – but I didn’t; too busy driving! We made it to Po House, a waterfront restaurant (www.pohouseobx.com) where Robin works. She’d ordered our dinners, starting with a delicious crab and shrimp bisque(?). Then they brought out three plates – Outer Banks dinnerFrom left to right: seared tuna with pickled fresh cucumber and perfectly cooked brussels sprouts/red pepper/sweet potato; crab cakes with the same vegetable mix and slaw; chip encrusted fillet with smashed potatoes and slaw. All of the food possible is sourced locally; they call this casual dining, but there’s nothing casual about the food! Robin joined us when not needed in the restaurant. Then we went to where she was living, got the Roadtrek in a level place in the level driveway, and darkened a couple of windows so the neighbor’s lights wouldn’t shine in. It could have been quieter – in this tourist catering community, most seem to work late, then visit, and it’s clearly mostly young people. Oh, well!

Sunday, October 6: This was our day to explore! And for Robin to pack. Otis stayed with her, while we drove north to Outer Banks Pea Island WR signOuter Banks Pea Island WR viewOuter Banks sm birdand then on to the Bodie Island Light Visitor Center, toward the northern end of the Cape Hatteras National Seashore.Outer Banks Bodie Is lightTop on my list was to put kayak on water, in a relatively protected area; Marilyn wanted to walk the beach. The Pea Island NWR had a place where I could put in among lots of grassy islands, on the eastern side of Pamlico Sound, and Marilyn could walk across to the dunes, and the Atlantic. The best of my couple of hours worth of photos: Outer Banks Pea Is. egretOuter Banks Pea Is. old bridge 1Outer Banks Pea Is. kingfisherOuter Banks Pea Is. grassy islandsOuter Banks Pea Is. gullOuter Banks Pea Is. heronOuter Banks Pea Is. view swOuter Banks Pea Is. old bridge birds 2Outer Banks Pea Is. old bridge birdsOuter Banks Pea Is. old bridge cormorantOuter Banks Pea Is. view nwOuter Banks Pea Is. RTThis was a wonderful place to kayak. With all those islands to wander among, and all the waterfowl, it was definitely the right choice for this moderately windy day. When I’d loaded up the kayak again, we walked back across the road and through the dunes to see the Atlantic, both there and further down at another beach access. Outer Banks dune flowersOuter Banks Pea Is. beach

Outer Banks thru dunesOuter Banks Atlantic surfOuter Banks M on beach

There was a clear reason for this sign – every time the wind blows, the dunes move. Right across the road – they don’t know any better! Outer Banks Pea Island thanksOuter Banks encroaching sandAnd pushing them back is a constant job.  Outer Banks push back dunesA little further south, we stopped at the Salvo sound-side access; I clearly had chosen well to have gone where there were all those islands! Not that there was too much wind here; it just wasn’t as interesting. Outer Banks Sound sideWe stopped and checked in with Robin and Otis, and because Po House was closed, had to consider where else we might eat. We thought we’d go to the southern tip – and made it to Frisco, south of Outer Banks Cape Hatteras light signOuter Banks Cape Hatteras lightbefore we turned around. It was getting dark, we were getting hungry! We ended up at Diamond Shoals Restaurant for an excellent meal; apparently the chef admires what Po House is doing. Not as classy, but I ate every bite of my crab cake stuffed grouper, leaving only the sweet potato to box for another meal. Back to Avon, parking this time in a neighbor’s driveway; darker, and this night, quieter.

Roadtrek Roadtrip, Going South

Thursday, October 3: We loaded up the Roadtrek, getting an intentionally late start heading to North Carolina. Two people, a kayak, and a dog – meet Otis. Catoctin furnace dogThe objective was the Outer Banks of North Carolina, to pick up Marilyn’s daughter/Otis’s mom, and bring her back to Vermont. After a stop at the local food co-op, we headed west, stopping at Taylor FarmTaylor Farm cheese signfor local Vermont cheese. Taylor Farm smoke houseTaylor Farm mosaicTaylor Farm hearth

I was driving, so did not get a photo of the cattle wandering toward the road – and us – having escaped their fence! Then it was on to Long Pond State Forest in New York State; I’ve stayed there before. With all the stops, and rush hour traffic past Troy and Albany, we didn’t get in until after 8:00, and dark – but found a campsite with no problem, and we were the only ones around. Dark, quiet, flat. It was a short day – 236 miles.

Friday, October 4: Even if we’d not been in a hurry to get on the road, it was drizzling and not inspiring for paddling. Some day I’ll actually paddle here! I’d hoped to make it all the way to North Carolina – but we quit when we got to northern Virginia. Along the way, though, we did stop at Catoctin furnace signin northern Maryland to walk ourselves, and the dog.

The Iron Master’s House, as it was, and today:  Catoctin furnace foreman's houseCatoctin Furnace house ruins 2Then it was on the road again, and down to the slog that is Interstate travel around Washington, DC. This drive is definitely a test of patience – but Otis had the right idea!Outer Banks sleeping dogSeeing how late it was getting, by the time we were free of the DC area, we bailed, and headed to Tim and Maria’s house on the Potomac River. After 448 miles, I was ready to stop – and it was 8PM, and dark.

Saturday, October 5: In the morning, we could see the waves we’d been hearing all night crashing on the shore. And it was a beautiful day for the rest of the drive:   Sandy Pt. waves

Kayaking the Contoocook River

Contoocook signSaturday, September 28: It was a beautiful day, and my friend Marilyn and I wanted to put boats on water. We started out going west – and there was a huge, very black cloud over there. We only went a few miles before turning around, and heading east, ending up at the Contoocook River near Henniker, New Hampshire. I’ve used this boat launch several times – if you’ve been following the blog, it may look familiar. But one thing about kayaking – it’s never the same twice! Contoocook geese & Marilyn

Contoocook view

Contoocook plant hairContoocook Marilyn archWe went downstream, over some sections of very thin water where we slid over rocks and wood, then back past the launch and upstream a way. The weather was perfect. The sun was mostly out, and there was no rain. It was warm. Contoocook downed tree

Contoocook R. reflection 1This sun dog was impressive. Contoocook sundog

Contoocook view 2Contoocook Marilyn driftwoodContoocook reflected clouds