I’m glad I did, because the most unexpected discovery was yet to be made. I was a very happy camper and could have been satisfied with what I’d already seen, but I kept paddling. But on Saturday it was as though herons were everywhere, on the shore and flying across the sky, often in pairs, which was thrilling enough, but at one point I saw three standing together!Īll in all, I probably saw at least twenty great blue herons Saturday morning. I see at least three or four individually every time I go out, stealthily stalking the water’s edge or patiently perched on the tip of a submerged branch, barely reaching above the water’s surface. Great blue heron are a very common sight here, but they are so intriguing to watch, I could never tire of seeing them. The water is magical in that it teems with life. Not “far” in the sense of distance, but if I got stuck over there somehow, I would be SOL…unless I swam back. So, on Saturday, I decided to go beyond my comfort zone and paddle over to the rocky islands directly across from the resort, not quite two hundred yards, with a maximum lake depth of 60 feet in between. For weeks I’ve had a routine that I liked-an hour-long paddle, mainly along the shore-but which was becoming boring.
I love kayaking, and it’s a blessing to be able to kayak whenever the mood strikes, which is around 5:30 a.m.
I haven’t seen anymore copperheads on my kayak, so that’s a plus. The oppressive days of 100+ degrees and extremely high humidity have finally given way for the time being to the more bearable 90s, and all in all, life is good here in the Ozarks. “If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.” – Loren Eiseley, American philosopher, educator, anthropologist, ecologist.
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