Burgess Lake


Jason and I hopped in the Jeep with a kayak and canoe tied down hoping to find inviting water. flowerWe settled on Burgess Lake. Jason fished and I paddled around snapping pictures of everything in sight. I was listening to a podcast interview with a photographer. When questioned about how she takes such phenomenal pictures, she stated that it’s practice and volume. For every one or two good photos chosen for publication, she may shoot between 50 and 100 pictures. I am practicing to be a descent photographer. I enjoyed practicing with the macro setting as evidenced by this coolie flower pics.

I looked high and low, mostly low, to find the perfect lily pad flower, flowerthis was the best I took, not necessarily the best there was to see. After paddling across the lake from south to north, I began exploring the west side of the lake looking for my lily pad and flower photo and hoping for a good goose shot. There was not a good goose photo to be had, though if you browse the pictures, there are a few geese represented. On my way back south I found an inlet. It appeared wide enough to navigate so off I went.

At the start of the inlet a flash of color caught my eye, so I paddled to the side to see what it was.bobber The proceeded forward until I felt like I should at least tell Jason where I was. When I saw Jason several minutes later, he inquired as to where I went. As he watched me paddle along, I just disappeared into the trees. I told him I came bearing treasure and paddled over to give it to him. In one breath, he thanked me and asked why he didn’t have it 20 minutes earlier when he needed it. I called him an ingrate and said it was in the tree. Ok, I made that last part up, but he say he needed it 20 minutes earlier and wished loudly that he had the bobber then.

We paddled a bit more, then both headed to explore the inlet. I didn’t go as far by myself as we did together. The map above doesn’t due justice to how far and how difficult the paddling was, but it was fun. The difficulty involved narrow and shallow waterway. I had to take my paddle apart eventually, I kept hitting the plants or the bottom when I tried to steer alternating sides.We turned around when the treefall and plant life was too thick.

After reentering the lake, I headed swaneast. There were a pair of swan and too many to count geese. You will have to click on this photo to see it, but I was allegedly paddling too close to one swan, I was squawked at, then the swan took flight. I didn’t dare use my camera for fear of the bird turning on me after I spooked him/her and my good camera getting too wet. Therefore, I used the disposable camera with the colors turning out just a little weird. One can still see the swan on the right side of the picture.

Though this may sound weird, I think next time I will bring a knitting project-a dishcloth or something. I paddled around a lot at first the floated and let the wind carry me while I wondered what I would do while Jason fished. There were many houses along the northwest and northeast shores, so there was nothing to be done there. I eventually settled into photographing everything for examination later. I may even begin designs based on my photos, I will have to bring a notebook with me.

Celebrating Independence

We have no set traditions for celebrating Independence Day yet, so we invited people to play on the water with us. Mom and Dad P. were busy with cooking for a catering job and running to the farm. Josh and Julie joined us on the water. Julie and I in our kayaks floated merrily down the river while the boys in a canoe fished. Julie and I found the creek near Granny’s house and explored as far up as we dared. There was plenty of treefall to navigate. After playing in the inlet, I made it my mission to pass under as many trees hanging in the water as I could. Pictures were taken by me with my Canon and Julie with a couple of disposable cameras left over from the wedding. A map of our adventure on the river. You can see the river to the east of 131.

After playing in the water, we hurried home to make dinner for the family, only to find Granny waiting in the driveway. Mental note, don’t plan dinner until I know for a fact when I will get off the river. After dinner we went cleaned up and went to town with Julie and Josh to watch the fireworks. We met up with another Josh and were entertained quite nicely.