The Four-Day Weekend, Part 2

Saturday and Sunday happened in usual fashion, except that I did go see Angels and Demons on Saturday afternoon. It was a very suspenseful and high action movie that I enjoyed, but I always find the gratuitous killing of many law enforcement officers to be a disturbing thing. I worshipped and rested Sunday, and then…

That’s right, I finally made it back out in the kayak! And it was such a beautiful day for it. This was Monday, Memorial Day. I’m in the QCC Q700X, and Debra is in the LL Bean Calypso.

Kayaks are great vehicles for getting up close to whatever’s growing along the shore.

Being in a small boat on a river with dark edges is a perfect blending of relaxation with adventure. These places make me breathe easier.

And this trip was our first chance to kayak in the rain together.

In all my time on this river, I’ve never seen other paddlers unless they were in my group. So it was a pleasure to encounter canoeists and kayakers throughout our trip this time out. The combination of holiday plus the lilies in bloom upstream at Landsford Canal State Park brought the paddlers to the river.

This channel, sliding through shade between two parallel islands is a favorite part of the Catawba for me.

Here is a closeup of a very small lily colony, located a mile or two downstream from the state park. The large colony of them at Landsford Canal (see recent posting for photos) is reputedly the largest concentration of Rocky Shoals Spider Lilies in the world. Of course, while the phrase “in the world” is accurate, better perspective is given when one realizes that their entire range is limited to just three states — South Carolina, Georgia, and Alabama.

Back at the house, grilling happened, but rain made me relocate the cooking under the garage roof.

Giving thanks usually comes at the beginning of the meal. But sometimes it comes while cooking, or lighting the fire, or buying the pineapple, or discussing the menu, or riding home wet, or glancing around to see her on the water.

Some Colors of Spring

Lancaster & Chester Railroad bridge

Killdeer eggs

Trees on the Lancaster Greenway

Luna moth on the back of my pants

Clean and ready after a long wait

Apparently, I didn’t stretch enough before running the bases.

The top four photos were taken by Debra Deschamps during a recent bird count.

Ten on the River.2

The paddlers:

Morgan

Henderson

McCormick

Cubie

White [New to the group!]

White, again, with her face visible

Elder [New to the group!]

Jones

Bostrom

Patterson

Cranston, the river guide

The weather was about as good as it can get. Conversation floated like the boats that carried us. Being there, with good friends, on an October river, is something I hope to repeat as soon and often as possible.

Ten on the River

The Body Challenge, Spirit Challenge group met at the Highway 9 boat landing for some time on the Catawba. Here are some scenes from the morning half of the fun.

Kayaking on the Intracoastal Waterway

It was Oak Island, North Carolina, July 4, and the tide was low.
Popular place + holiday people + less water = heavy wave action.

But the day was beautiful anyway, and the excessive boat traffic didn’t keep us from having a good time on the water.

Debra, and her wild rose Calypso.

A new bridge is being built to the west end of Oak Island, so there will be easier access for more people soon.

Having to keep close to shore to stay out of the motorboat lanes, our paddles were often scraping the bottom. Also, because we were in such shallow water, when someone may or may not have flipped over while trying to splash the other paddler, getting back in was not too difficult for her.

All this grass is completely covered by water when the tide is high. And there were LOTS of fiddler crabs here, moving like tiny herds of weird, crunchy buffalo across their sandy plain.

I’m still enjoying the Q700X. The rudder cable (cord) is wearing and may have to be replaced soon. If you have any questions about my kayak or the QCC experience, write and ask, or just click on the QCC link in the right sidebar.

Haw River, Jordan Lake

Saturday, my drive to the water involved two kayaks on top of the Frontier.  The 12-foot L.L. Bean Calypso and its pilot, Debra, were excellent accomplices for a day of exploration. 

The day was hot, and the lake was full of motorboats of all descriptions, making challenging waves at times.  But there were quiet spots with blue damselflies at water level and many birds calling in the trees. 

A mud bar with willow trees hosted six or more Killdeer.  A Prothonotary Warbler hopped its yellow self among sticks and stumps protruding from the water. 

A Bald Eagle crossed the river above the treetops, and Great Blue Herons flew slowly where they wished, taunting gravity like ancient sky barges. 

Fish and turtles and leeches and a snake brought notice from two paddlers who cannot not notice such things, each holding their place in the balance of what this day was.

 And what it was was good.

Another QCC

Remember this photo? Well, a kayaker from another state had been reading all the kayak postings on my blog while he waited for delivery of his kayak, and he sent me the photo below as an homage to Balance. The shepherd is Sedona, and the boat is a Q600X. If he likes his QCC as much as I like mine, he’s in for a lot of paddling fun.

Thanks for the notice, and for reading, sir.