Diary of a Mad Art Teacher... and photographer...: Picture blog post

Though I am fatigued beyond comprehension, I need to at least post some photos of an amazing kayak that I took Sunday Morning. I have a few people who are friends NOT on facebook and I want them to be able to see them. SO- even though I slept like crap last night and then done wore myself out in a variety of ways this evening*, I will do this!!

**I definitely need to blog about the school gym that opened- many conflicting feelings here....

Anyway, I sort of wanted to kayak on Saturday morning, but it was REALLY cold and I was too tired from school. People in the house- ahemtheMAcough- was threatened with bad things and no breakfast if they woke me before 6:30- and yet it was a surprise to find the clock heralding almost 7 when I woke up. Why that man wakes up early on weekends is beyond me. Anywho, I just couldn't do it Saturday. So Saturday evening I loaded up the kayak and made myself get up and go- at about 6 the next morning. I had to allow enough time for coffee! There is something so wonderful and decadent about being out in a kayak on a quiet river at 7 am, watching the sunrise through the mist, while sipping a little coffee..... (I left out the part about frantically snapping photos during the high color time, changing lenses, and cameras and pulling things out and into dry bags and such...) But I like to have my moments of pleasure, so I will stick with the first part of the story. :) Actually after the initial photo rush and the mist cleared I had a fun, leisurely paddle around Smith Lake and up and down the Flambeau. I knew that the cold air and the warm water would give some good photo ops and I was not mistaken.

This was cool- mist receding

I have to say that the moment I came over the hill down to the boat landing was a goosebump giving, awe inspiring event. The mist was thick and the sun was starting to come up over the horizon. The colors were soft and beautiful and I knew that I certainly should be able to get a few good shots. I think I was right.

If this was my dock, I'd be sitting on it every morning

I am going to get out onto the river as often as I can over the next several weeks, as I know that my time of paddling is growing to a close. I might be able to lay hands on a wet suit, which will extend that season a bit! That would be fantastic.