I have spotted 5 osprey before the canoe is laid on the water - 2 on sailboat masts, 1 in a tree, 1 in a nest box, and 1 in flight. Paddling a hundred yards brings me to five ducks... the first bend shows 2 great egrets and a yellow legs that I don't notice until the white birds leave. The tide is low, the wind light and onshore, the man-sounds of cars and trucks is blown away from me and it is as it should be. That is why I came here.
|remains of a wooden boat|
A mature bald eagle flies off from the corner tree at the big bend...a frequent happening. At the stone arch bridge, I spot a green heron, and then several more once I've gone under. I spook two great blue herons, and get scolded by a couple of kingfishers. With the tide out, I make it only as far as the gravel shallows where I decide to turn rather than wade farther.