Wildlife and landscape photography from my kayak...
I can honestly say Sunday is not always a day of rest for us, but more often than not, we do make it our day of togetherness. After listening to Pastor Keith share his Palm Sunday service via Facebook live, (that’s weird in itself and a topic for another day) …. talk turned to where we should take the kayaks. Bo wanted to fish, and yeah you know me, I wanted to capture nature with my camera combined with the occasion cast – win/win, right? Decisions, decisions - which location do we like best, or do we try somewhere new? I knew the day was going to be beautiful weather-wise, but deep in my gut I felt more, that it was going to be one of ‘those’ days.
After much discussion, we decided to try somewhere new – Cat Point Creek. I know I overkill the whole prep and take theory, cause I’m one of those “everything but the kitchen sink” kind of people. I know some of you can relate! And you KNOW it drives Bo crazy too. ;)
So off we go loaded down with lunch, drinks, fishing poles, and of course my camera. We were greeted by two mature eagles flying over as we arrived. My favorite wildlife to photograph! What an awesome start to the day, and Bo even had a butterfly land on his paddle. Not sure that was the ride the butterfly was imagining, but he quickly took off back to land. The creek was sublimely peaceful, the water had barely a ripple, and the sun shining on it cast it a deep brown/green that showcased the golden grasses and new plant life. It was at that moment that I realized; this is what my gut was telling me earlier. I felt it - God’s presence right there with us. With so much angst right now due to Covid-19, it’s easy to forget who we’re supposed to trust and turn to when worry takes the place of joy. What a great way to be reminded that we’re not in control!
The peace, the calm water, natures’ silence, birds chirping, and the occasional splash from Bo’s cast, it all combined to make us both appreciate our time together even more. We took every twist and turn we saw, skimming over water so shallow we had to skooch (yep it’s a word) and push to get over the creek grass. Coves so small we hit the sides with our paddles – that is until I noticed the first snake hanging out in the tree overhead sunning. Needless to say, no more little tight coves for us. Duck blinds were everywhere it seemed, some of them elaborate and others obviously no longer in use. As a mom of a duck hunter, I can only imagine the excitement as they loaded up into the blind for the day’s hunt. We watched Osprey dip and dive for fish, butterflies and bees making the trek across the creek, and muskrats building their huts. One muskrat surfaced about 3 foot from Bo – not sure who was more startled. I was so disappointed I wasn’t near to catch THAT photo!
I was content to just coast, paddle and take in all the sights and sounds around me – turkeys calling, eagles piercing cries, frogs, Belted Kingfishers screeching, songbirds chirping, the occasional splash - and of course looking for the next view to fill my camera frame. We never could figure out what all the splashing was but chalked it up to turtles and muskrats. Unfortunately, no fish were caught, so we'll be back again with a few changes to our fishing game. Till next time my friends ….
Have YOU kayaked lately? Tell me about it!
I hope you enjoyed reading about our kayaking adventure on Cat Point Creek yesterday. Keep an eye out for the next blog post!
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