it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken
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we have accomplished much.

Today, in a feat of somethingoranother, Alisa and The Jeff and I kayaked 15.759 miles down the Farmington River, from just over the Unionville town line into to Deepest Simsbury. I managed to get pinned sideways against a rock in the one decent rapids we attempted so the river filled up my kayak with water (also: lost the snacks! Oh no!) but once the boat was dumped, managed to finish the run without further mishap. Of course, that rapids isn't even *on* the paddling map we were using.

In the process, we saw many tutles, some freshwater shellfish drawing Nazca lines across the bottom, and a plethora of wildlife. Including a fabulous look at an osprey (who had a fish, and who scolded us mightily), so many blue herons we lost count (including one with an almost bluejay intensity to his coloring), two of whom vocalized (which I had never heard before), common merganser ducks, a large brownish/sandy-colored heron none of us could identify (it was perched high in a sycamore), a kingfisher, some russet-headed gray-bodied crested birds without the merganser white patches that we couldn't identify, and what we all swear was a black swan but could not really have been.

Now I'm quite tired, and am still deciding if I'm going to try to write anything. La.
Tags: me upon my pony in my boat, species noted
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