THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME
Paddling on a Very Blustery Day
Stewarts Landing Chronicle, V4 №1, 29-May-2024
When one is away for a significant amount of time, familiar places are appreciated with new eyes.
There is little question that having a secluded waterway a few steps from one’s door is a great blessing. Even when the wind is blowing a little harder than a spoiled paddler might like, the water calls.
Once in the canoe paddling upwind, shoulders began to protest. “Shut up, sinews. The fabled Dave L. would never let a little discomfort dissuade him from paddling.”
But a little further into the journey, discomforts and responsibilities are forgotten. There is too much of interest along the way to be distracted by small pains.
It’s always time to be on the alert for invasive species. New growth on the hemlocks is an indication that the Hemlock Woolly Adelgid has not infested. With upwards of half the trees in the area being hemlocks, this deadly pest will be a disaster if not detected and eradicated.
Thankfully not every moment needs to be spent monitoring invasive species. Is this a wild rhododendron that has drawn the attention of the tiger swallowtail? Please help, taxonomists.
Is that really a pitcher plant flower or is it a tongue licking the greenery?
There were no human sightings on the trip, but ample signs that people inhabit the area.
What is this? It’s hard to tell what is happening on this roof, but one has to hope the owner has the good sense to supervise from the ground as young people do whatever the work may be.
Dish alignment may be an issue.
It appears a walkway through the cattails is in progress. Hopefully, not too much attention is being paid to leveling construction. We’re often not on the level ‘round here.
The spillway is functioning nicely as designed. It’s a 100-year-old dam delight.
After inspecting the flashboards, it was nap time. Thankfully, the wind pushed the canoe homeward.
Briefly waking, the author spied a medium-sized log that blinked its eyes and submerged when he got closer. This behavior was more like that of a large snapping turtle than a medium log.
Then back to the dock. Time for a nap.
It’s good to see home.