We weren't the only ones out early this morning. Three families of geese were also on the beach. I haven't seen as many goslings before as I have this year. We're practically being overrun with them. Well, no, not really. But last year I think I saw one gosling while this year I've given up counting. Maybe I'm just going to all the good spots this year.
The geese launched at the same time we did.
I didn't take as many pictures as I would have liked today as I was distracted by a wonky GPS that had suddenly decided that there were no satellites in the sky for it to lock on to. According to it, some sort of giant space disaster involving a massive EM pulse which knocked out all the world's satellites must have occurred. But I think I would have read something in the papers about a giant space disaster.
Anyway, we headed up the coast...
..towards the cave.
Tracy had never seen the cave before.
As we headed back, this gull watched us warily.
We passed the geese one last time, then the paddle was over. Now the weekend is over, and it's back to reality. Sigh.
Trip length: 8.68 km
YTD: 126.57
My pictures are here.
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