I joined Jane, her brother and two sons for a delightful paddle on Ricker Pond. The color was just about peak.
Jeremy took delivery of his new fishing kayak.
We found a parent and young loon
who dove when they spotted an eagle flying overhead.
I joined Jane, her brother and two sons for a delightful paddle on Ricker Pond. The color was just about peak.
Jeremy took delivery of his new fishing kayak.
We found a parent and young loon
who dove when they spotted an eagle flying overhead.
It has been a beautiful fall: some rain, some sun and dropping temperatures.
We continued to paddle a few times a week.
We haven’t seen a lot of wildlife: a few ducks, geese, a green heron…
Unfortunately, all good things come to an end. The water is now below 50 and because we don’t have wet/dry suits, we have put the kayaks away for the season.
After a delightful paddle on Canadian Thanksgiving, the weather turned cold and we put the kayaks away for the winter.
For the most part the fall colors in the Upper Valley were muted.
We had a white Thanksgiving,
and the Connecticut was ice covered by mid December.