A calm day. A cloudless, blue sky.
Floatplanes, motorboats, yachts, fishing boats, kayaks, paddle boards.
As I paddled by the marina, so many boats pulled out of their slips. I thought about cars exiting a parking ramp at quitting time.
59 minutes around Barker’s Island, my best time yet.
The best moment—six ducks in the water, their twitching butts pointed toward the sky while they ate their lunch underwater.