When we arrived at the landing, Eric headed in with one of them. Mitch & Mason took the boat, loaded with all of our gear. I waited with the younger kids until Mitch came back to get them. Then I headed in last by kayak, too. A long paddle, but it went faster than I expected.
Everything looks prettier from kayak. I think it's the best way to travel on water.
Eric beginning the voyage in:
Johnathan accompanied me one day. It was such a nice, quiet time exploring with him. My camera is cumbersome, and I did not have it with me that outing (which I regret.)
It's a good memory.
I prefer to paddle over to the natural sandy beach around the point & across the way. The water is high this year, so not a lot of beach is exposed, (if you go back to this post there are some of my favorite beach photos ever.) but it's all nice & clear & soft there under water.
The minnows are friendly & it's as luxurious as can be.
Johnathan, evening paddling above. Beau at the beach, below.
The last few days were very windy. One evening, the windiest, the sky & then the air from the west filled with smoke. We learned later that there had been a fire in Red Lake, a couple hundred miles southwest. The strong wind brought all that smoke all that way.
Finally, our last night before leaving, the water suddenly calmed again. I headed out for a final paddle.
Just me, the setting sun, and a whole lot of active & noisy loons.