Or a leisurely Sunday paddle on the Mersey. For some time I have been keen to carry the kayak down to town and paddle back with the tide. I was a little late getting underway so I caught the tale end of the incoming tide; it helped counteract the current and made for nice paddling until I got close to the dam and the tide changed and I had to gear down and push hard. Not too many rocks to worry about with the tide high. It took me about two hours to get home, which included three short rests and a portage and some time out to take photographs. Are they still called photographs? Pictures? Photos? Pics? Images? Heliographs? We called them ‘snaps’ in Newfoundland when I was a kid. I think I like that best. Here is my adventure in snaps:
Thanks to Rita for telling me about Wheeleez. They worked out well. Next mission: go down the river on the falling tide.
Click on any snap for a larger view.
(c) Judy Parsons 2013