A month before last year's pace, but I made it.
A calm, still day. Creek full of jellyfish and fallen leaves.
A month before last year's pace, but I made it.
A calm, still day. Creek full of jellyfish and fallen leaves.
Day 99 on Crab Creek and the South River.
Not one of ours, but we celebrated Brett with a raftup at Gibson Island. Perfect sailing on the way there -- we were doing 8.3 knots through the 6-knot channel into the Magothy River. Not so much on the way home.
These cannas are not supposed to be perennial here, and yet mine come back again and again despite my best efforts to rip them out. I suppose there are worse things....
Crab Creek on an outgoing tide today.
After 2 days of rain and wind, the water was mirror-calm. Still humid and full of jellyfish, with the added bonus of nearly-dead lanternflies. Wonder if jellies eat them.
I'm way behind this year; my goal is to reach 100 days before we leave for some travels. Monday isn't normally my day to kayak, but the forecast for the coming days is looking grey and wet. So, to the water I go.
A beautiful day for a Heron ride to Stan & Joe's. Some jumbo crabs, hush puppies, West River oysters, etc. A perfect Sunday afternoon.
Crab Creek. Lots of vegetation in the water. Trees are sheddling leaves and limbs.
There's always a price to pay when you leave the dock at high tide and are just flying out. Expect an equal and opposite trip on the way back.
Crab Creek to Little Aberdeen Creek.
The weather is just delightful.
Small craft advisory today, so I stayed in the snot-filled creek.