The Home Waters

I set out early in the sun with a moderate offshore breeze.  It has been several months since I've put in here, but it has the distinct advantage of being close.  The canoe does not go on the car but instead on my shoulders, and the distant so short that I can carry all of my gear all at one time.

I paddle down the shore to the second point, the one beyond the entrance to Calf Pen Creek.  By that time the wind is blowing harder.  It is skimming across the water raising only a small chop not having enough distance to build a wave of any significance.  With that, I turn back preferring to reach home before the wind grows too much more.

The bay at Calf Pen Creek