Vermont surely is a beautiful state! The above photo was taken the evening of September 7th, in Weathersfield, VT.
Friday, September 8th, Lake Rescue: My friend Marilyn met me for a paddle on Lake Rescue, one of the chain of lakes along Route 100 in central Vermont. It’s a modest lake; the most appealing thing about it is where the Black River enters on one side. One usually has to paddle with enthusiasm to make it up through the quick water and then a little further to where one can go no further – at least, not without getting out and walking!
And this time we were rewarded by an eagle, which swooped in overhead and landed in a tree just upstream of us. I got several photos, as it sat and watched us watching it.
Marilyn and duck:
Herons and lily:
And then it was on to a weekend with Quakers in Plymouth, VT., and on to CT for my oldest granddaughter’s bridal shower, and a visit with my cousin, up from Santa Fe. Her mother and mine live in the same assisted living facility, which makes visiting easier! (You would have seen my visit to Santa Fe to see Peg and her husband, Hans, in a previous post – I was there in April.)
Monday, September 11, Farmington River: Peggy and I went out to get some exercise and enjoy nature on the Farmington River. We saw turtles
herons, both great blue and juvenile green:
I’ve never seen a heron hanging its wings out to dry like cormorants!
Goldfinch, and an owl –
but this one was much more shy than the one I saw on this river last fall; go back and check out that photo! If you choose to do that, you may be confused by 2016 being in chronological order, starting with the first blog post and going through the year.
Cardinal flowers – it seems I see more, in more places, every year.
Ending, with a photo taken from under a bridge – for the texture and light.
A couple of days later, we went to Elizabeth Park, to see the roses with Aunt Sara.
There is even a pond, with ducks and geese and cormorants:
Thursday, September 14, Connecticut River: Back in Vermont, I headed over to the New Hampshire side to launch and paddle on the Connecticut. It was one of those days, with unstable conditions – sometimes sunny, and with a bit of rain.
There was the usual eagle:
The clouds were spectacular – especially when they weren’t dripping!
There was an area when the bones of this country were showing –
The mountain in the upper left is Mt. Ascutney.
I liked the photo I caught of this bug on the water:
I launched and landed just above the longest covered bridge in the US, also with a view of Mt. Ascutney.
This was a paddle with some current – not requiring really strenuous effort for most of it, but I didn’t paddle AT ALL! on the return downstream, and was moving at a good rate.
Wednesday, September 20, Willimantic River: On this overcast afternoon, after a fairly busy day, I spent a little time on the Willimantic. I was greeted by geese.
I paddled upstream until I ran out of water – this is where I bottomed out on the gravel.
This was a day the sculptural qualities of wood caught my attention:
Turtles – moderately shy –
And the view downstream as I returned:
I continued south from Connecticut (having left my kayak there for the sake of fuel efficiency), spending a night in Baltimore visiting family and then on to Virginia. I spent Friday night on the shore of the Potomac, where I have often visited before – those of you who’ve followed the blog for a while have seen pictures of this area. And I picked up one of Tim and Maria’s kayaks, to explore more while down here.
Saturday, September 23, Great Wicomico River: A tributary of the Potomac, close to the mouth where it enters the Chesapeake, this was a new launch for me. The first thing that impressed me was the jellies – a big incentive to not get in the water!
The grasses have different seed heads on them.
View of the marsh; I poked in to several corners as far as I had water.
One of these is not like the others –
This heron was strutting along the dock, looking like he was waiting for a boat.
The holly here has berries – still green this time of year.
Everything on this dock looked a little green.
And, back at the car with the kayak loaded on the top, I came around to finish tying it on and there was this very green treefrog – on the roof of the car!! I had to chase it off, as I didn’t want to go bouncing up the road with a frog clinging.
And on to Irvington, to help friends Maria and Tim move to a new apartment in their retirement community. Their daughter lives nearby, and I stayed with her. That night Maria, Cay and I went to a “Low Country Boil” to benefit the local Steamboat Museum’s project to renovate this pilot house from the steamboat Potomac.
And then it was packing and packing, with the help of another friend who came down from Maryland, until the movers came on Wednesday. With all this going on, there were a lot of dinners eaten out, and this close to the Chesapeake, generally seafood. Tuesday night’s restaurant was the Trick Dog Bar and Bistro; the sign outside says either “playing” or “sleeping” to indicate whether it’s open.
We finished getting the rest of the small stuff out of the old apartment on Thursday. A couple of other photos from the area; I do like herons!
I don’t expect to see azaleas blooming in September!
And I liked the distressed paint on the fire hydrant in Kilmarnock –
Friday, September 29, Windmill Point: With the heavy lifting done, and everything moved, I went exploring. Windmill Point is on the north of the Rappahannock, where it meets the Chesapeake. There are three places to launch a kayak; I put in at the kayak launch on Windmill Point Creek, which is behind enough land to be sheltered, and is more interesting in terms of topography and wildlife.
This was one of several herons – eventually I saw five flying together through between islands.
It doesn’t look like “After Hours” has been out for a while – it also had a “Private – No Trespassing” sign in one window, but I’m not sure the ospreys who presumably built this nest can read!
There were a lot of small areas to poke around in, and it’s shallow enough so that I doubt big boats go blasting through, even in high season. There was at least one eagle, and lots of ducks and gulls, of course. The view out Windmill Point Creek to Little Oyster Creek, and the Rappahannock, through small sandy islands:
I wove my way through there, and out Little Oyster, then out the Rappahannock to a public beach, where it’s obvious that what was once a boat ramp has washed out to sand. It was a relatively short walk back to where I’d left the car on the other side of the island. Once loaded, I returned to Tim and Maria’s, and we loaded up two cars to go up to their Sandy Point house – previously mentioned, as I stopped there on the way south.
Saturday, September 30: It was a glorious sunrise.
My original plan had been to go down to the local launch on the Potomac, but I awoke to waves breaking on the rocks, and wind howling around the corners of the porch where I sleep. After some research, I headed off to
which has a couple of relatively narrow branches and is sheltered from those 15 – 20 mph winds. There were a couple of eagles, a red tailed hawk, kingfishers chattering, the usual great blue heron,
and this great egret; it started out flying into this tree, then flew
down to feed among the waterlilies.
This old mill pond is slowly filling with waterlilies – fields of them!
I didn’t see any current sign of beaver, but it sure looks like beaver carving to me –
I paddled up the eastern arm of the pond, until I could go no further; it was just too narrow! Here I’ve managed to swing around, and am headed back downstream:
It widens out, and then some more –
I am rarely able to get photos of dragonflies, but this one seemed to be munching on this lily leaf, and paid no attention:
There are still yellow waterlilies blooming.
And the trees don’t seem to be changing color much, but there is bright foliage in the water:
Then I went up the other arm of the pond. There are only a couple of visible houses, and a few more docks – including this OOOPS!
There were turtles taking advantage of the sun to bask.
And I headed back to the launch. It’s the end of September, and I’m having a wonderful time out on lots of new – to – me bodies of water.