The weekend weather hasn’t been as good as could be expected for this time of year. Friday it rained most of the day with big swells, and Saturday was forecast to be pretty grim with all sorts of weather warnings, including snow – snow?? What’s going on? Various parts of the east coast did cop some nasty floods, storms and winds, but we escaped largely unscathed. Sunday dawned bright a sparkly.
This was the view from my table as I had my morning coffee. The white splash in the centre, helpfully highlighted – is actually a whale slapping its tail about – but you needed the binoculars to see that level of detail. With a day this lovely, we decided to go kayaking.
Off we went down to the local lake – it is very local, only five minutes away – lots of boat trailers in the car park – many fishermen off fishing. And a few enjoying non-motorised sailing activity.
Flushed with the success of my shakedown cruise last week, I merrily launched into the lake – and – my kayak drifted off, without me in it! Oh dear, that wasn’t supposed to happen. I stood, rooted to the spot with my feet stuck in the mud watching it drift away out into the centre. I finally yelled to Karl who was busy unloading his kayak and he jumped in his and pedalled off to recover mine. Lesson learned – always have the kayak between you and the shore when attempting to board!
After that misadventure, I went off paddling in some quiet spots and he kitted his out for fishing and ventured off to somewhere he hoped the flathead were lurking.
I got tired and decided to come in before he was ready so I got the camera and wandered around the shore taking snaps of textures that caught my eye.