Tuesday, October 12: The afternoon activity of the day was to give our Maryland friends an opportunity to try out my inflatable kayak, and after doing so, they are now on a path to acquire one! Or two. We went over to Shelburne Pond, an area of conserved land, so that all the development one sees along the water are the farms at each end of the lake. Each of them took a turn, and then Chris went out for a longer paddle, while I sat happily with my knitting.
Then we went on to visit Champlaine Chocolates, in South Burlington, and a couple of wine and cheese shops, gathering goodies as we went. The chocolate company has a deserved reputation for excellence. On the way home, we went past a community garden full of dahlias –
the colors of which were echoed in the reflection of the sunset in the windows.
Wednesday, October 6: After morning knitting group, my friend with the Oru kayak and I went out from where the Williams River joins the Connecticut. It was a glorious day – as you can see! We started off going around the cove between the rivers, where we saw this osprey:
There were lots and lots of dragonflies! The red ones clustered around me – probably because I was wearing a shirt with lots of reds in it!
There was not much wind, and a good day for good reflections.
Then it was on up the Williams River, to where the bridges are for VT Rte 5 and I-91. They are working on the interstate highway, and claim the channel is closed; there’s a rope across it, but clearly others are going on through. We didn’t; the water gets thin and rocky not far beyond.
Saturday, October 2: My friend with the Oru folding kayak met me again at the same boat launch, at Springfield, Vermont. It was mostly cloudy with rare breaks of sun – raw and windy; almost immediately we saw this eagle chase another off that branch, but you can see how ruffled the feathers are!
The wind was much stronger than the current, so we started out going upwind, down current. Of course, after we turned the wind lightened considerably – but it was still much faster on the return trip! As we were loading up, another group arrived – four people, two dogs. I liked the color coordination!
The Outdoor Recreation for Seniors group is done kayaking as a group for the season – but I am not! Today’s outing was converted to hiking, because the long range forecast called for high winds. Another ORFS participant and I decided to go to a smaller lake anyway, and had a great time – despite it being mostly cloudy, and mildly windy.
There was not a lot of wildlife – we saw a couple of skeins of geese, and one shy loon.
Saturday, September 25: A friend and I met at the Hoyt’s Landing boat launch, Springfield, Vermont on this glorious fall day. As soon as I got in the boat, I peeled off the long sleeves – it was warm in the sun! We chose to go up the Black River; the launch is where it joins the Connecticut River. It is the season when leaves are beginning to turn, and the asters are blooming.
We saw several ducks:
and went up as far as the rapids below the waterfalls, where I grounded out and decided that was far enough! I might have gone a little further, but with the skeg on, I was concerned about getting hung up in the shallows.
Back under the old bridge:
and home again. As we returned, it was clear that Old Fort #4 was having some kind of reenactment – the cannons and guns were sounding like fireworks! We could see the smoke from their fields as we approached the landing. This is not a quiet place to paddle; with the interstate and two state highways, there is constant traffic. The munitions just added to it – and made the dog, left in the car in the shade, extremely nervous!
Tuesday, September 21: Another Tuesday, and Outdoor Recreation for Seniors is at it again. We convened at Pillsbury State Park, in Washington, New Hampshire for a gorgeous day on the water. The weather has cooled, so most started off with long sleeves – although many were shed by the time we rounded the far side of the lakes.
We had the greatest diversity of person powered watercraft – three different inflatables, including mine; a serious ocean kayak, a foldable Oru, a canoe, and all the average recreational kayaks. For contrast:
Also, note the wind turbines in the background. It always lifts my heart to watch them generating.
We ended the day overlooking another pond to eat our lunch and visit.
Tuesday, September 7: On another gloriously beautiful, not too hot and not too cool day, we gathered at Dewey Beach for time on the water. But before we could go out, the small sailboat brought by one of our members floated off the beach – and away! Kayaks to the rescue!
Waiting for everyone to launch:
Then most of us went out and around the lighthouse, then over to the shore to the south, around the harbor and back to the beach for lunch.
The sailboat sailed out and around in our general area:
Monday, September 6 (Labor Day): One of my New Hampshire friends and I spent a wonderful afternoon on the Merrimack River just north of Concord, New Hampshire. It was perfect weather when we launched, not too warm, mostly sunny. We stopped for lunch on one of the many sandy shores:
There was even a perfectly situated dead tree to sit on! But it was clouding up fast, and it was sprinkling by the time we finished eating – and really raining, with strong winds (enough to try to carry my kayak away – but I had my hands on it and we hauled it up and tied it to that log!) and stinging rain. But it didn’t last long, and the sun was out again.
We enjoyed the flora
We watched that not very shy Little Green Heron for quite a while. There were also Great Blue Herons, but none of the photos came out well.
With all of those sandbars, this is one of the few that is accessible from the road. It is well populated on most nice days during the summer; after that storm rolled through, there was no one left. From there it wasn’t far to the take out just around the corner, on the Contoocook River.
Tuesday, August 31: Another Tuesday, and Outdoor Recreation for Seniors was at it again! Nearly 20 of us were on the water, and another few hiked on a gorgeous day, without the heat that’s made life uncomfortable lately.
One image I failed to capture is of the mountains to the west, Croydon Peak and Grantham Mt. Part of the area is a private game park, from which apparently wild boar have escaped: