Breaking the silence, the fish jumped all around me, followed by the sound of the Kingfisher's call resonating along the river as I paddled. About an hour later, the Blue Heron spoke up, as did an Osprey (probably from one of my nests) and of course, a juvenile Bald Eagle (possibly from the pair I'm looking for).
It was a perfect day to paddle...overcast, an occasional breeze and not a sole in sight. A perfect long awaited day KAYAKING...WOOT! WOOT! And to make it even better, I'm going again tomorrow!
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