Salt Water

I set out with a rising tide but instead of heading up river, my usual path, I paddle out to the sea intending to cross the mouth and the first rocky point and head up into the West River.

It is a rocky shoreline with fewer and smaller beaches than I have near my house. With more variation, it is a more interesting seashore to paddle.  I pass the West River preferring to continue down the shore to places I have not yet been.
 

 I find a variety of bird life occupying the many rocks that stick up out of the water.

Returning to the East River, I find a few Oyster Catchers and an annoyed Osprey.

Spartina Patens...aka Salt Hay