Swan Song

Final kayak outing, accompanied by swans.

Last weekend turned out to be the last paddle of the season. Fittingly, it was graced by swan sightings.

One week ago was much like today - rainy; Sunday had promised to be better - merely cloudy, cooler and more windy than it had been, autumnal. With the mandate to remove all vessels and empty all lockers by today, and once the forecasters called today's rain, the task of moving the 3 kayaks and the canoe and all the accessories and equipment seemed less odious on the non-rainy Sunday, even if it meant losing a paddling day today if the weather turned good. Glad we made that decision.

But with the wind and choppy water, no one else wanted to go out. So it was just me, greedy for a final time this year on the water. It was a bit windy, but the rash guard helped there....

... And once I warmed up paddling, it wasn't bad at all. Visibility was clear to the Bronx.... 

And then there were the swans... 

... - only one caught here, as close as I dared come so as to not startle it.

And then paddling back, the cloud cover parted enough to cast some bright rays onto the bay. Lovely final outing.

Till next year on the water!