A Sunday Morning in March

Nothing more disorienting than that phone call that wakes you up out of a dead sleep and its still dark out.....especially when it says "go canoeing?" First you say "yea" then you figure out what morning it is. OK, Sunday morning, beautiful day ahead, nothing planned...right decision.

Fornutaly I don't have to get a boat out or anything, I'll just play bowman in Bob's boat. Plus a good chance to concentrate on some early morning photos. Perfect. Pretty uneventful all the way to getting on the water. And believe it or not, although its a beautiful day, there's still no color, just leftover winter gray. But you can just feel its not going to last much longer, a little warm weather and its all going to explode into spring. Well, after the first 5 pretty gray shots, the battery in this D70 runs out. Haven't used that camera in a while and I know I should have replaced the battery...Oh well, just 5 more miles to go. Nothing like hitting full speed and chasing out a couple of loud mouth canadians squawking down the river.




Paddling was great, but paddling' is always great. Being able to go on a second's notice is also great, plus getting home by 10:30 left the whole day