I put in at the Foote Bridge with a north wind that will blow me down river against the rising high tide current. I'm starting a project, collecting data for a map of the river. With the tide coming up I will be able to get a few points, mostly stone works that don't show on historic maps. Most of the locations I need will have to be done at low tide when the features are exposed.
Heavy clouds fill most of the sky, but they are cumulus clouds in all the varieties of gray and blue-gray...they are dramatic in appearance if not in action.
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Stone Feature - man made - possibly a bank fortification |
I'm canoeing enough now that I am one with the terrain. It is the "child of nature" thing that Pierre Trudeau wrote about after his teenage trip from Montreal to Hudson Bay...."paddle a hundred miles and you will have become a child of nature."
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The Long Cut |
The songs of Wrens and Redwing Blackbirds, Ospreys and Sparrows come and go...nonstop just as I am moving nonstop. When I get to the entrance of the Long Cut, the tide is high enough to interfere with my mapmaking, so I paddle into the Long Cut, which takes me to Bailey Creek. Down Bailey Creek and into the Sneak, which brings me back to the East River.
I head back up to Foote Bridge paddling and wondering at the miracle of it all. You'd think that after some 800 days of this one would stop wondering about it...but you don't.
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