Paddleboarding with Daphne on Tuckahoe Creek, June 13, 2018


Kayaking and SUP Adventures 2018

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Cocktown Creek
Norma and I were both exhausted after very busy weeks. But June 16, 2018 was a day of near perfect weather that we didn't want to let slip through our fingers. So I planned an easy day.

The two of us took Daphne and walked the short wooded trails in Kings Landing Park in Calvert County for about an hour.

Next, we launched from the west side of the park near the pier (first photo). This put us on the Patuxent River. After paddling upstream for about two-thirds of a mile, we were on Cocktown Creek. We paddled this up as far we we could go. Here, we saw no people, boats, or buildings. Just lots of nature. Unlike some creeks where you have to paddle upstream for awhile before it becomes very scenic, this one was beautiful from the start. It is bordered by the park to the south and the Patuxent River Natural Resource Management Area to the north.

I cut some plywood to fit Norma's kayak and then glued on a rubber mat to make a standing platform for Daphne. Yet she chose to stand on the smooth plastic near the bow of the boat. See second photo.

We had about seven muskrat encounters (third photo). I don't think I've ever seen so many in such a small area.

At several places along the creek, we heard lot of frogs making noise (fourth image).

Daphne fell into the water when she tried to go from SUP to kayak and the two watercraft separated.

There are only two places to go ashore. One is the boardwalk which leads to the park. The other is just north of the mouth at 38.630472, -76.680073. Unfortunately, we didn't find this until too late. Daphne peed on my SUP. But I'm surprised it took this long for her to do that.

We paddled 4.6 miles. I think this is an excellent beginner trip because of the easy launch, protected waters, and great scenery.

I was feeling like I was catching a cold so I slept on the way back while Norma drove.
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Cousin Steve's Visit
On June 12, 2018 and June 13, 2018, I took Cousin Steve kayaking in Baltimore and Tuckahoe Creek, respectively.

New Germany State Park
On June 8-10, 2018, Norma, Daphne, and I camped at New Germany State Park with her family.

Norma planned this trip a few months ago. She went out of her way to accommodate her friends so they would join us. But the weather forecast called for a chance of rain so her friends bailed. We were both very disappointed.

We spend much of our time gathered at the campsite of Joyce and Jimmy. They were there with their kids, Harlem and Alisha. Present just for Friday was Norma's sister, Laah, and her kids, Hunter, and Kendall.

Daphne slept with us in our Marmot Limelight 3P tent in the dog-friendly Hemlock Loop. See first photo. This was our first time using this tent on a camping trip and it was also Daphne's first time camping.

Usually, when I go to Garrett County, I don't bother with bug spray. But here, I got several bites.

We saw two snakes hiding in the rocks along with one swimming in the lake.

On June 9, after a short hike with the kids, I paddled my SUP in New Germany Lake, launching on the beach section between the dam and the swim area. The lake is scenic but extremely short.

Daphne joined me on the SUP and stood on the new rubber mat platform I made for her so she would have more room in front of me. But often she preferred to stand on the smooth section in front of the platform.

Norma and Jimmy rented kayaks (second photo). Jimmy got a tandem (third photo), hoping one of his daughters would join him but they preferred to play at the beach with several other children.

Near the shallow northeast side of the lake where Poplar Lick Run flows into it, I saw several Eastern Newts. See fourth photo.

Joyce paddled for awhile. In the fifth photo, she passes by the roat ramp near the overflow lot by site 39. Here's another view of it (sixth photo).

The most unusual feature of the pond were the craters dug by fish to lay their eggs (seventh photo). The lake held a plethora of fish. I was told bluegills and sunfish do this.

Jimmy tried my SUP and paddled to other end of pond. He did fine.

Despite predictions of rain, it didn't rain at all on Friday or Saturday. On Sunday, it didn't start raining until our tent was packed. But it did rain prety hard on the drive home.
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White Rocks
I last paddled at White Rocks on May 9, 2018. I showed Norma photos from this trip and she expressed interest in seeing it. So I decided to return with her and Daphne.

We launched from the boat ramp at Fort Smallwood Park. See first photo. From here, we could see the rocks, about 0.6 mile away.

First, we paddled south to White Pond. It is really more of a cove.

Daphne was standing on the new dog platform I made for her which has grippy rubber traction. See second photo. I made three, all different. Two for kayaks and one for my SUP.

Next we continued south to Yates Pond which really is a pond. We had to do a minor portage to get there. The water was black (third photo). Here, I saw more dragonflies than I'd ever seen along with some birdlife (fourth photo). I will return when the hibiscus flowers bloom.

This is a good area to paddle with a dog since there are plenty of places to go ashore (fifth photo). Daphne loves to dig in the sand. I don't think she's looking for anything in particular. She just likes the way it feels on her toes.

The three of us paddled into Rock Creek and explored Tar Cove.

Kayaking north, we headed over to White Rocks. The water was still high from all the heavy rain that flooded historic Ellicott City (on May 27, 2018).

For the first time ever, I landed at the rocks! See sixth and seventh photos.

Daphne was feeling a little insecure on the return trip because of the wave action. They weren't big waves but certainly enough to make her unbalanced. White Rocks is out in the open and even with a light wind, there will often be waves.

After loading up the boat, we walked around the park until dusk.
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After the Flood
On May 27, 2018, Ellicott City flooded...again. The last flood was July 30, 2016.
The National Weather Service received a gauge report of 8.4 inches in Ellicott City.
The 2016 Ellicott City cloudburst was deemed a "thousand-year rain event" in terms of the probability of recurrence. That an event of this magnitude unfolded in the same spot, two years later, is what it is, and statistics be damned.

- from Washington Post - The second 1,000-year rainstorm in two years engulfed Ellicott City. Here's how it happened.

Some people said all the development in Howard County means there is significantly less land that the rainfall can permeate. So instead the water rushes downhill, eroding the landscape and filling the Patapsco River to flood level. I don't know if either flood would have been prevented if development had not taken place. But it is ironic that at this time of flooding, many of the residents of Savage are against a proposed development in a wooded historic section of our town along the Little Patuxent River. Perhaps our politicians should consider the destruction of the Ellicott City floods before allowing our woods to be cut down for development. Just my opinion.

I took my surf ski out on May 28, 2018. I was going to launch at Broening Park but there was too much trash and debris (see photo). So I launched from Southwest Area Park. I estimate the flow averaged 3-4 mph. Water looked about 16" higher than normal. I flipped my boat when I hit some large debris floating downstream that was just below the surface. It forced the bow of my surf ski out of the water, causing me to lose my balance.

I paddled 5.4 miles upstream and then back down for a total of 10.8 miles. Made it just past highway 195.

I saw Joe, a fellow that remembered me from a trash cleanup. He said he follows my blog. He made it up to route 1 and could have kept going. I didn't remember him.

My max speed was 9.8 mph though I wasn't trying to max out.

The next day, I was told that people should stay out of the Patapsco River due to sewage overflow.
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Dumbbell Jenga
No, actually I'm building something for Daphne. Having lived on a boat for two years, I realize the importance of having good footing. So I am making dog standing platforms that will go on two of my kayaks and SUP. Each will have rubber matting with traction. I'm using contact cement to glue the matting to the platforms. The dumbbells provide pressure to ensure the glue holds firm.
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Three Forts
May 26, 2018 would be my fourth time on the water in one week. It was a good week. All that rain we had the previous week was making me feel a little cooped up so I was more than eager to get out again and again.

This was the first day of Memorial Day weekend. I can't remember the last time I had the whole weekend to myself. In previous years, I spent time with Norma and her family (not that I'm complaining). Being wifeless and dogless for the weekend meant I had time to do a long where I would not want to bring either Norma or Daphne.

I spent the previous day resting up, staying on land, and making things so that Norma and I could carry Daphne on the boats more easily, giving her stable footing. I went to bed early and then got up at 0410 to beat the traffic and the rain. I wasn't sure if I wanted to paddle my surf ski or SUP so I brought both. Where I was going, there was a slight chance of rain and thunder at noon with a 5-9 mph southwest wind. High tide would be at 0938.

I was doing a bucket list I had read about last year that sounded interesting. It was a totally unfamiliar area. You can read about it in my Fort Delaware State Park Notes. It involved starting in Delaware and paddling to New Jersey, visiting three forts along the way. I would do an island circumnavigation. There would be some big open water crossing though nothing too far. One would be across a busy shipping channel. My main concern was the tide. In the Chesapeake Bay, a two foot tidal difference is pretty common. But where I would be, it would be six feet! Compared to Maine, this is still small, but it was still something to consider.

At 0700, I launched my SUP at the Delaware City Boat Launch. Why the SUP? Looking at the debris on the water, I figured dealing with the tide wouldn't be too difficult and the wind was pretty calm. It was supposed to get calmer later in the morning. The SUP is slower but I can take better photos because I am standing and it is more maneuverable than the surf ski. I knew there would be rip rap around at least one of the forts so standing would give me a better view.

I made my way out the northeast end of Delaware City Branch Channel. Then I paddled north (upstream) in the Delaware River in Delaware. I passed by Delaware City and then a big ship that seemed to glow in the morning sun. See first and second photos.

I had some flexibility in my schedule since the main route wasn't too far. So I was in no rush and wanting to see anything interesting. I had some help from the tide on the first leg of my trip but it wasn't noticeable.

I only went as far north as Cedar Creek at Reybold Cove. Looking in the mouth, it didn't look very scenic. No trees...just grasses.

I crossed the west side of the Delaware River to the north end of Pea Patch Island. How did this one mile long island get its name?
The island emerged as a mud bank in the river in the 18th century. According to folklore, the island received its name after a ship full of peas ran aground on it, spilling its contents and leading to a growth of the plant on the island.
- from Wikipedia - Pea Patch Island

The island is not a place to stop and explore. There are signs that read "Pea Patch Island Nature Preserve, closed no entry." So I just stayed on my SUP, doing a clockwise circumnavigation.

Paddling south, I saw a lot of great blue herons. I figured a rookery was somewhere on the island but with the trees thick with leaves, I would not be able to see it. But I could hear it. The young had hatched and were hungry. Turn up your speakers and listen to the video I recorded in the third photo. While I couldn't very well see the nests, I did have a good view of some of the birds in the morning sun (fourth photo). After I got home, I noticed all the grey dots in the trees in a satellite photo of the area. See fifth photo or 39.595582, -75.574440. I read
...the island provides a significant wetlands stop for migratory birds. It is the location of the largest colony of herons in the U.S. north of Florida.
- from Wikipedia - Pea Patch Island

On the southern half of the island, I could see Fort Delaware (sixth photo). I had actually been there once before for a tour with my folks on May 24, 2009.
Fort Delaware, the Union fortress dating back to 1859, once housed Confederate prisoners of war. It was originally built to protect the ports of Wilmington and Philadelphia.
- from Delaware State Parks - Fort Delaware State Park

As I approached the south end of the island, the effects of the flood tide were felt and my pace slowed to a crawl. Had I stayed further away from the island, it wouldn't have been so bad but I wanted a good view of the fort. I found a break in the rip rap and did a quick landing...just long enough to go ashore (an amphibious landing) and snap a picture. See seventh photo. I was no longer in the nature preserve.

I saw the first of three bald eagles. See eighth photo.

Making my way north on the west side of the island, I saw this (ninth photo). It was about 10 feet long. Anyone know what it could be?

Satellite photos show several waterways that flow into the island on the west side. But I didn't find any to be significant enough to warrant exploration.

Back at the northern part of the island, I proceeded to cross over to New Jersey. But I had to wait for a large cargo ship to pass. The area between the island and New Jersey is a busy shipping channel.

I passed Finns Point where a military fortification was built (but never finished) in 1872. I saw nothing interesting there.

My next stop was Fort Mott.
Fort Mott was part of a coastal defense system designed for the Delaware River in the late 1800s. The fortifications seen today at Fort Mott were erected in 1896 in anticipation of the Spanish-American War.
- from Fort Mott State Park

I saw no signs that said I couldn't land so I did, at a very small beach just north of the pier where the ferry lands. I then explored on land.
  • Tenth photo: Earthenworks house magazines that store munitions.
  • Eleventh photo: Battery Control Station Number Two. This 55 foot tall steel tower was built in 1902. It was used to help direct fire for the 12 inch guns.
  • Twelfth photo: Battery Gregg was comprised of two five-inch rapid fire guns, mounted in 1906.

  • After checking the weather, I had some time before things turned bad so I paddled south to explore the Supawna Meadows National Wildlife Refuge. I figured it must be good since "SUP" is the first half of "Supawna." I explored the creek just upstream of Mill Creek. It was not interesting. I paddled east for at least a mile and a half and explored some of its tributaries. It was almost entirely grasslands. Very little variety and no shade. It didn't take long before it all looked the same. See thirteenth photo.

    I did, however, see a couple of yellow iris plants in bloom (fourteenth photo). I was told they are invasive but also good for pollinating insects and water quality improvements.

    This area reminded me a little of the Chesapeake Bay area much further south than Annapolis. I think the salinity of the water is higher so the vegetation is more suited for grasses. I didn't see much in terms of wildlife which seemed unusual considering this was a refuge. I wondered if there is a lot of pollution from New York and New Jersey. When I got home, I did a web search and learned
    The Delaware River, running along the western border of New Jersey and providing drinking water to millions in the Garden State, is the fifth most-polluted river in the country, according to a report released Wednesday [article is from April 2012] by Environment New Jersey, a nonprofit environmental activist group.
    Most of the 6.7 million pounds of toxic chemicals estimated to have been released into the Delaware in 2010 are due to the DuPont Chambers Works in Salem County, which is legally permitted to emit 5.3 million pounds of effluent into the watershed, says the report, which relies on federal Environmental Protection Agency data.

    - from Delaware River is 5th most polluted river in U.S., environmental group says

    But I did see several dozen fiddler crabs. See fifteenth photo. The large claw means this one is a male. He's also a southpaw, like me!

    Back in the Delaware River, I continued downstream. I saw various concrete structures. Don't know what they were. Some were square (sixteenth photo) and some were cylinder-shaped.

    I made it to the mouth of Mill Creek. Looking in, it looked like a wider version of the creek I had just explored. So I decided not to venture up.

    I paddled back to Pea Patch Island and then to a small peninsula at the end of Wilmington Avenue. Then I paddled upstream back to Delaware City. I tied up my SUP at a public floating dock on the west side of the Delaware City Branch Channel and then set out on foot into the city. I stopped at an ice cream shop (seventeenth photo) and had a scoop of delicious black cherry ice cream on a waffle cone.

    I spoke to someone at the Fort Delaware State Park information area. I asked about Fort Dupont. He pointed out some raised earth structures on the other side of the Channel that used as part of the defense for the fort. He mentioned other things I could look for as I paddled down the Channel but I never saw them. But I paddled right by the place.

    I paddled to the south end of the Channel where it flowed into the 14 mile long Chesapeake And Delaware Canal. I was told kayakers were not allowed here but I saw no signs to indicate this. I did see folks on jet skis. From what I saw, the Canal did not look interesting.

    I went ashore to take a look at the Michael N. Castle Trail. This is a place I'd like to bike with Norma and Daphne in the autumn. Maybe also do a side trip to Lums Pond State Park. The northeastern terminus is next to Kathy's Crab House at 107 5th Street in Delaware City.
    The Michael Castle Trail & Ben Cardin Recreational Trail are paved pathways that create a 14.2-mile long trail that follows the north bank of the Chesapeake & Delaware Canal in Northern Delaware. The trails connect Chesapeake City in Maryland to Delaware City along the Delaware River.
    The Ben Cardin Recreational Trail is 1.8-miles long and is the Maryland portion of this trail system. The Michael Castle Trail is the 12.4-mile long section of the canal trail located in the State of Delaware. The east end of the Michael Castle Trail meets up with the trails in Delaware City that continue for another 0.6-miles along the canal and reach to Fort Delaware State Park on the Delaware River.

    - from Walk Ride USA - Michael Castle Trail & Ben Cardin Recreational Trail, C&D Canal, Delaware

    After 7.5 hours, I paddled 21 miles and got in more exploring than I could shake a stick at...if that makes sense. I should have taken the surf ski. There were a lot of boring places that I would have liked to have crossed more quickly.

    On the drive home, I encountered a torrential downpour. Traffic was bad (but not terrible) and there was a bad accident. I think I would have been safer on the water.
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    Downs Park to Fort Smallwood
    On May 24, 2018, I put in a short day at work and then went exploring. There were some places to investigate that have been on my list for about a year so I figured it was finally time to get around to checking them out.

    The first was Hancock's Resolution. This is a nice historic area that connects to the north side of Bodkin Creek. Bodkin Creek has always been rather elusive. I only knew of one launch site and it was not public. So I never spent much time out there.

    I won't describe the launch sites too much here because I describe them in my link above. But I will show you what the place looks like.
  • First photo: I tried to find the west take-out. Not sure if I actually found it but if I did, I think this is it.
  • Second photo: The historic buildings have been nicely maintained.
  • Third photo: Their apiary looked healthy.
  • Fourth photo: This is definitely the east take-out. The bamboo grove confirms this. If you want to land and look around, this is where you want to be.

  • Next, I drove to Downs Memorial Park. It is near Hancock's Resolution as the crow flies but it took longer to drive there than I expected.

    I was aware of the launch site on the Chesapeake Bay side but I had never seen the new one on Bodkin Creek until today. This launch site, called Locust Cove is very nice (fifth photo). I launched my SUP from here.

    I paddled out until I could see Hancock's Resolution. As I looked behind me, I saw a fellow on a SUP. He was going pretty fast and he appeared to be following me. I stopped and let him catch up. His name is Craig (or Greg?). He remembered me from the one and only SUP race I did on August 2, 2014. He was also familiar with my website. I said I was heading out into the Bay and said he could join me, which he did.

    I was wanting to investigate what all was between Bodkin Creek and Fort Smallwood Park. I've paddled between the two before but never really explored things thoroughly.

    At Atlantic Marina Resort, Craig decided to return. I continued to the Fort.

    I reached my destination and then headed back. Except for the harbor for Atlantic Marina Resort, I wasn't seeing anything except shoreline. Nothing to explore. But once I got home, I noticed I overlooked a few things. In particular, I think I could have seen more interesting things had I checked out Boyd Pond at 39.143276, -76.452467 and Hines Pond at 39.154870, -76.471033. Next time.

    Back in the Bodkin, I saw an eagle and a great blue heron. The latter was eating a big catfish at Ashlar Pond, a tributary of Bodkin Creek.
  • Sixth photo: This bird has a BIG appetite.
  • Seventh photo: It took a few tries before it could swallow it.
  • Eighth photo: You'd think with all that extra weight, it wouldn't be able to fly but it did, only a minute or so after.

  • The sun was low as I returned to the launch site. See ninth photo.

    I completed 10.75 miles.
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    Paddling with two dogs
    On May 23, 2018, Sara and I launched from Carrs Wharf. We each brought our dogs. Both dogs are easily transported in Cassi's crate which barely fits in my Subaru Impreza.

    We paddled to Flat Island. Daphne was fine with me on the SUP but Cassi was not happy. She jumped out of Sara's kayak and swam to Daphne. Both Sara and I were amazed at how fast Cassi can swim. I pulled Cassi onto the SUP with me. She was much happier with Daphne than Sara.

    There was a 10 mph headwind but it wasn't much further to the island so I figured I'd complete this leg of the trip with both dogs. That was tough because Cassi kept moving around. She's not a small dog so she makes the SUP unstable. She fell off at least once and I had to stop and pull her back on which was easy. She often stood between my legs. That kept her along the centerline of the SUP to keep things more stable. To keep my balance, I bent my legs. I was having flashbacks to my old Kenpo Karate days where my sensei would make us stand in a deep square horse stance for what seemed like eternity. Today, all that training was paying off. But I could only bend my knees so far with Cassi under me. See first photo.

    Eventually we made it to the island and took a short break. Then it was onto Sheephead Cove where we were sheltered from the wind.

    Some wildlife was out. We saw a snake swimming. A small fish jumped on my SUP. We also saw an eagle.

    We headed east to the Smithsonian Environmental Research Center (SERC) and eventually to Muddy Creek but we didn't go up it. We stopped for a break at Railroad Run which connects to Hog Island. Then we started heading back. This time, Sara had both dogs.

    I got some good photos of Sara with the dogs. See second and third photos.

    The four of us pulled over at Big Island which is owned by SERC.

    I asked Sara if she could get Cassi back into her kayak by herself. Her Old Town Vapor 10 kayak has a pretty high cockpit so we weren't so sure. But she gave it a try and was successful.

    We paddled up Whitemarsh Creek a little.

    Sara and I completed 5.8 miles. Back at the launch site, some black vultures waited for us. See fourth photo.

    Later that night, Sara checked Cassi's feet and found they are webbed.
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    Roosevelt Cliffs
    On May 20, 2018, Norma, Daphne, and I launched my tandem kayak from Breezy Point Marina and paddled north in the Chesapeake Bay to look for fossils. We've had a LOT of rain over the last week and a half which means cliffs have eroded and put new fossils on the beach.

    This was Daphne's first time in big, open water. She fell out once but we quickly fished her out. The water wasn't all that rough but it wasn't flat either.

    We landed at Roosevelt Cliffs which is about 2.5 miles south of Chespeake Beach and 1.5 miles morth of the launch site. According to "Fossils of Calvert Cliffs" and USGS - Chesapeake Group; Calvert Formation, this area is the
    principal mollusk-bearing stratum of the Calver Formation, both in number of species an individuals." Fossils date from the Miocene epoch (5.333 to 23.03 million years ago).

    In my opinion, Roosevelt Cliffs is the best place to look if you want a LOT of shark teeth. You may not find the biggest, but you'll find the most. I don't know where to look for the biggest. I'm still on the quest for the holy grail...a Carcharocles Megalodon tooth.

    Here are the favorite shark teeth I found. See first photo. The serrations on the top tooth lead me to believe it is from a snaggletooth shark. The two on the left below it are from a sand shark because of the nubs on both sides of the main tooth. The two on the right with the "multi-teeth" are from a cow shark.

    In 2.5 hours, I found 140 shark teeth and 17 fragments of ray dental palates. See second photo. But this is not the most I found in one day. On May 14, 2017, in this same area, I found 157 shark teeth and 10 fragments of ray dental palates. That day, I only spent about 90 minutes of searching.

    There were a lot of biting black flies. Next time, bring bug spray. At least there weren't mosquitos.

    The water was cool but not cold. I went in for a dip several times.

    This was Norma's favorite find (third photo), an "impression fossil." What is an impression fossil?
    These fossils contain prints, or impressions, of plants or animals from long ago. The plant or animal lands in mud, silt, or sand and makes an impression. Over time, it disappears, but the impression remains. The mud, silt, or sand hardens into rock, and an impression fossil remains.
    Homeschool Science Corner - Three Types of Fossils

    Norma found various shells, rocks, 46 shark teeth, 4 fragments of ray dental palate, and some Astrhelia palmate coral. See fourth photo.

    Daphne likes to dig in the sand. Just one more contributor to erosion in Maryland.
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    Upper Chester River
    On May 13, 2018, I took Norma and Daphne out to Chestertown, on the eastern shore. This is a place I've talked about retiring to. I don't think Norma would want to live there but she is certainly realizing what a great town Chestertown is.

    Our first stop was Tractor Supply's Spring Market Day. There wasn't a whole lot of activity but we struck up some conversations with folks who live in the area and love it. I met the fellow who has been dressing up as Santa Claus for the last 20+ years.

    Next, we went to the Chestertown Dog Park which is big and new. Daphne met and played with a few other dogs. Norma and I got to speak to more people who told us how much they like Chestertown. Seems like people come here and spend the rest of their lives here.

    Our third stop was the Chestertown Farmers' and Artisans' Market at Fountain Park. There weren't a lot of dogs at the dog park...probably because most were here. There were two vendors selling dog treats. We spoke with one for awhile and bought from both.

    Next, the three of us ate lunch at Play It Again Sam in the downtown area. We've become huge fans of restaurants with outdoor seating that are dog friendly. Daphne attracted lots of positive attention from passers by.

    Norma, Daphne, and I walked to the waterfront area and then took a short nap at Wilmer Park under a tree. It was pretty hot in the sun but comfortable in the shade. We saw several greater white fronted geese. See first photo. Walking around, we saw signs announcing various local cultural events. For such a small town, there is a lot going on.

    We returned to the car and then drove east to Shadding Reach on the upper part of the Chester River. We paddled upstream on my tandem kayak.

    This was my third time out on the water this week. The weather had been usually good and it was quickly coming to an end. Unlike California, we can't plan for the weather to be good weeks in advance. So when it is good, I try and take advantage of it.

    This was also Daphne's fourth time out on the water. We've been alternating with the single kayak with SUP and the tandem kayak. Today it was the latter.

    I've never paddled on this part of the Chester River. I think it is a place I knew would be scenic and I wanted to save it for a time I'd be with Norma. It was indeed lovely and I highly recommend kayaking out here though I would recommend avoiding low tide.

    We paddled up Unicorn Branch until we were stopped at a downed tree. Norma put Daphne in the water which forced her to swim for a very short distance. Her PFD worked fine though it didn't keep her as high out of the water as I would have expected. Still, Daphne seemed to have no problem swimming.

  • Second photo: Shadding Reach launch area.
  • Third photo: Sometimes Daphne liked to stand up front.
  • Fourth photo: Other times, she positioned herself between Norma and me.
  • Fifth photo: The place was lush, green, and peaceful. We never saw a powerboat on the water. Only about four other kayaks.
  • Sixth photo: We saw about four muscovy ducks. I've never seen these before. They aren't supposed to be this far north. I posted a photo to the MD Birding Facebook page. Someone confirmed our theory that they are likely feral escapees from someone's private collection.
  • Seventh photo: We saw several herons. We thought there might be a rookery nearby. The trees were too full of leaves to see anything but we also didn't hear the sounds of young herons.
  • Eighth photo: Daphne getting a better view. Time to move her to the front.
  • Ninth photo: At one creek on the north side, we saw some beautiful waterfront property. Seems like a great place to open a bed and breakfast.
  • Tenth photo: We stopped at a small island where Daphne dug in the sand and played with an old beer can.
  • Eleventh photo: Wouldn't it be great to live in a place with such great views?
  • Twelfth photo: We saw two small muskrats playing.

  • Despite how natural the place was, we saw no snakes.

    After 3 hours and 10 minutes, we were done. This was by far, Daphne's longest trip and she did just great. We paddled 7.2 miles.

    Back at the launch site, we saw two guys fishing. As we put the boat away, one fellow caught a 20 inch long channel catfish. See thirteenth photo.

    I drove us to the nearby town of Millington. There, we ate at Two Tree. We started sitting outside until a really big storm rolled in. Then we put Daphne in the car and finished our meal inside. The service was incredibly slow though we didn't mind too much because we didn't want to drive in the downpour.

    Heading home, the rain was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. As we got to Kent Island, traffic slowed considerably. We saw a lighted sign that said the Bay Bridge was closed to I pulled over at the next exit. It turns out high winds tipped a tractor trailer. We waited a few hours until the bridge opened up again. It wasn't all bad. I met a fellow SUP/surf ski guy and we spoke for a long time. I think his name was Ron.

    Norma, Daphne, and I made it home after midnight. I was plum tuckered. But it was a great day.
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    Stoney Creek
    The weather has been unusually good. It has been sunny, warm, and also dry. Don't need the wetsuit or the bug spray...just the sunscreen. Conditions like this don't last long in Maryland so I gotta enjoy it while I can.

    After work on May 10, 2018, I launched my SUP from Green Haven Wharf and paddled on Stony Creek and then into the (big) Patapsco River. There was a light wind and small waves. I did some open water paddling.

    My goal was to get close up views of White Rocks and Black Rocks. Both are geologic anomalies for Anne Arundel County, Maryland. Most of the Chespeake Bay and its tributaries is either muddy or sandy. Big rocks is not the norm.

    Why is White Rocks white?
    ...some experts believe the white pinnacles were formed from an accumulation of oyster shells fossilized in sedimentary rock over thousands of years...the White Rocks Islands, as they are sometimes called, consist of tough, erosion-resistant, white sandstone of the Late Cretaceous period, which accounts for their color. That means this pile of boulders has been around since the dinosaurs were here.
    - from Pasadena Voice - The Puzzle of White Rocks Island

    Pictures of White Rocks:
  • First photo: One will find many birds at White Rocks.
  • Second photo: Despite the colors from mineral deposits dating back several millions of years, the top part of White Rocks maintains its color because of bird droppings.
  • Third photo: White Rocks is comprised of several rocks about 0.6 mile from Fort Smallwood Park, the closest land mass. Not sure what this is. Perhaps a mini-lighthouse?
  • Fourth photo: At some angles, and with the right lighting, some of the stones at White Rocks might resemble something from out west.
  • Fifth photo: I was out when the water was high. This enabled me to paddle through narrow spaces between rocks where I saw some really cool stuff. I thought this rock looked more like something you'd find on another planet.
  • Sixth photo: At some parts of White Rocks, you can see an interesting transition of colors.

  • On my return trip, I stopped at Black Rocks, which, as the name implies, looks nothing like White Rocks. It is located at the mouth of Stony Creek, where it flows into the Patapsco River

    Pictures of Black Rocks:
  • Seventh photo: The rock on the left looks like it is carefully balanced on the one below.
  • Eighth photo: I could not find any information about the origin of Black Rocks. If anyone knows anything, please let me know.
  • Ninth photo: There is some graffiti on Black Rocks. Had it been done a few hundred years ago, we might call them petroglyphs.
  • Tenth photo: A close up view of one of the boulders that comprise Black Rocks shows as many nooks and crannies as an English muffin. Lots of barnacles too.
  • Eleventh photo: Black Rocks with the Francis Scott Key Bridge in the background.

  • I spoke to a woman on the pier with a dog who said that she also has a SUP. Her dog is much taller than Daphne and doesn't like the SUP. I'm guessing Daphne's short legs and low center of gravity make her more comfortable on it. The woman said she hasn't been out on the SUP yet this year. What a shame to be passing up such beautiful weather!

    I got in just over 9.3 miles. I came home and watered the lawn seeds I had planted a week prior.
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    Marley Creek
    On May 7, 2018, Norma, Daphne, and I paddled on Marley Creek, launching from Solleys Cove. We were out for two hours, exploring Solleys Cove and Tanyard Creek. These are areas that I typically don't spend a lot of time but having Daphne makes me go exceptionally slow. One can say that she makes me stop and smell the roses. This was her third time on the water. Each time, she makes huge progress. That's not surprising since at this time of the year, the days and the water keep getting warmer, so being on the boats is becoming more comforatble.

    Norma and I took a lot of photos that day.
  • First photo, first column: We're still trying to figure out the best position for Daphne where she is stable and also doesn't get in the way of Norma's paddle.
  • Second photo, first column: Entering Tanyard Creek.
  • Third photo, first column: Norma and Daphne. I'm thinking about making a platform where she can sit/stand behind the kayaker.
  • Fourth photo, first column: Norma and I took turns with Daphne. I think it is much easier to carry a dog on a SUP than a kayak.
  • Fifth photo, first column: Daphne's rear legs fell off the SUP but she managed to pull herself back on. That was the closest she came to falling off.
  • First photo, second column: We let Daphne go ashore three times. I think breaking up the trip like this made it more enjoyable for her.
  • Second photo, second column: The low sun was setting some things aglow while other areas were shaded..
  • Third photo, second column: At the mouth of Tanyard Creek, there were some young men with loud dirt bikes. Daphne didn't like the noise so she tried to climb up Norma.
  • Fourth photo, second column: Heading home.
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    Elk River
    On Cinco de Mayo, I launched my SUP at Stemmers Run. This put me at the mouth of Elk River where it flows into the Chesapeake Bay on the eastern shore. I was on the water around 0830.

    It wasn't a great weekend to be out. Neither Saturday nor Sunday would be sunny. But at least the wind was calm and there was less chance of rain on Saturday morning.

    I paddled my SUP heading south and explored Pond Creek. It was just after low tide. This is not a place you want to be on a SUP near low tide. It was often very shallow and muddy. There were numerous fallen logs that my fin got stuck on. It was undeveloped but much of the land was privately owned. I saw several eagles. See first photo.

    Next, I did an open water crossing to Turkey Point where I saw the Turkey Point Lighthouse on the Elk Neck State Park peninsula. See second photo.
    The Turkey Point Lighthouse was once used to project light 13 miles down the Chesapeake Bay to direct ships safely away from the shorelines. Now it stands as a reminder of the history of the area.
    Built in 1833, Turkey Point Lighthouse sits on a 100 foot high bluff that overlooks the union of the Elk River and the Chesapeake Bay. At 129 feet above the water, Turkey Point Lighthouse is the third tallest light on the Bay after the lighthouses at Cape Charles (191 feet) and Cape Henry (164 feet) at the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay in Virginia.

    - from Maryland DNR - Elk Neck State Park: Turkey Point Lighthouse

    I made my way upstream on the Elk River. I didn't get much sleep the previous night, partly because Norma and I had a delightful evening at the Creative Alliance - Fiery Fiddles performance. I also never really felt like I woke up because it was so overcast. So I pulled over at Elk Neck State Park for a power nap. I rested for about 20 minutes but never fell asleep. Ants were biting me. See third photo.

    I did not see any reptiles. But I did see a few birds.
  • Fourth photo: Goose family. I recently read that five eggs is the norm.
  • Fifth photo: I crossed back over Elk River from Stony Point to Arnold Point and then paddled southwest (downstream). I saw several turkey vultures including these eating a large fish.
  • Sixth photo: A turkey vulture comes in for a landing.
  • Seventh photo: Red winged blackbird at the Pearce Creek overflow outlet.

  • I didn't go into Cabin John Creek. Maybe next time I will get there by launching from Rogues Harbor.

    Along the east side of the lower part of Elk River, I saw lots of vacation homes and RVs. I'm not against either, but I felt the layout was visually unappealing. It looked like the developer just crammed in as many as he could on tiny spaces. Many were falling apart. Some were boarded up.

    I finished, having paddled about 16.5 miles. This wasn't a particularly interesting trip. Maybe I was just feeling tired and disappointed that the sun didn't come out. There just didn't seem to be much to see of interest.

    The one place I would have loved to explore was Pearce Creek. Looking from Stemmers Run Road, it looked pristine. But except for the overflow outlet and the marina (neither of which go in very far), there is no way to access the creek from Elk River. I expect one could launch from 39.435326, -75.977779 but it is a managed hunting area (MHA) and the website for it says
    Due to security and safety concerns related to the Army Corps of Engineers construction project, Stemmer's Run MHA will be CLOSED to ALL VISITORS until further notice.
    - from Maryland DNR - Stemmers Run MHA

    From the bridge over Pearce Creek, I took these pictures:
  • Eighth photo: Muskrat swimming.
  • Ninth photo: Same muskrat, different view.
  • Tenth photo: Very well built beaver dam.

  • The wind was unusually calm. It would have been a great day to have done some big open water stuff...though I could have used more sleep before embarking on such an endeavor.
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    Magothy River
    There was nothing particularly special about May 2, 2018. It was a very warm, sunny day and I had a little time after work to get out on the water. Rush hour traffic sucked but that is the norm in this area. I launched at Beachwood Park and explored the little fingers that flow into the Magothy River along with the west side of the river. It was my first trip out on the surf ski this year. I felt pretty comfortable on worse than usual.

    I took a lot of pictures but only one was deemed web-worthy. See photo.
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    Middle Branch
    On April 23, 2018, I took Daphne out for a short bike trip and then later a kayak trip with Norma. This was only her second adventure on the water. This time, we took the Cabo (a tandem) and launched from Broening Park.

    Daphne did much better than her previous trip on April 13, 2018. She did not fall in and she seemed much more relaxed. We explored Middle Branch in Baltimore City, paddling under highways 95 and 395. We saw a lot of trash, a boat wreck, a couple of turtles, a century plus old CSX railroad swing bridge, and a small homeless encampment or two. The amount of litter in this area is staggering. But since tourists don't go here, the city doesn't have much invested in this part of the city. There just isn't incentive to keep it clean.
  • First photo: Old railroad bridge and boat wreck in the background.
  • Second photo: A close-up of the wreck. I don't think it is historic.
  • Third photo: A conglomeration of highways take people into and out of Baltimore.
  • Fourth photo: At the swinging bridge.

  • Daphne was getting cold toward the end so Norma held her while I paddled. The tandem is good for that.

    We were out for 90 minutes. Got in 3.75 miles.

    Later, Lisa told me about a kayak rescue that took place the previous day. See PropTalk - Maryland State Police Helicopter Rescues Stranded Boaters from Patapsco River.
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    Lloyd Creek
    On April 22, 2018, I took the SUP out and explored Lloyd Creek, on the south side of the Sassafras River. I launched from Betterton, taking advantage of the high tide.

    On this sunny, spring day, wildlife was abundant. I saw 3 foxes, 3 muskrats, a beaver, ~12 turtles (including a snapper), ~12 deer, terns, a small heron rookery, an eagle nest, and too many eagles to count.

    The wind was fairly calm, which is not so common during the spring in Maryland. So it was a good day to be on the SUP.

    I paddled along the shoreline, hitting every creek I could find.

    The main reason I chose to paddle in this area was so I could see the heron rookery at an unnamed island. A few years ago, I saw a small rookery here. It was late in the season so the foliage on the trees hid the nests. I figured that if I was out in April, I'd see a lot more. I could see the nests on satellite photos. But sadly, I found no nests. A lot can change from one year to the next. Rookeries move around. Still, the Sassafras River is the best place I've found for finding rookeries.

    Here are my photos:
  • First photo, first column: One of many turtles. This one is an Eastern Painted.
  • Second photo, first column: Many geese were out. This one had goslings.
  • Third photo, first column: Small heron rookery on the east side of Royal Swain Road. There were only about eight nests. I was not expecting to find this here.
  • Fourth photo, first column: Forsters tern. There were two terns and both were quite cooperative at posing for my camera.
  • Fifth photo, first column: Beaver. From a distance, I wasn't sure what it was but only a quarter mile away was a beaver lodge. That's when I was pretty sure it was a beaver.
  • Sixth photo, first column: Beaver lodge.
  • First photo, second column: Oh, how I miss muskrat Fridays. This was when my co-worker, Bishop, would draw muskrat cartoons every Friday. He stopped this a few years ago.
  • Second photo, second column: Snapping turtle waiting for me to fall off the SUP so it can bite off a toe. It was very close to my SUP. It went under water and I just waited for it to come up and get air. I was thinking, "It can't hold its breath forever."
  • Third photo, second column: Canadian goose eggs on top of a duck blind at an unnamed island. One goose in the water kept making noise and wouldn't shut up. It wasn't until I saw the other on the nest fly away that I realized why it was being so loud. I quickly got a photo and then left.
  • Fourth photo, second column: Bald eagle.
  • Fifth photo, second column: Eagle in flight.
  • Sixth photo, second column: Osprey in nest near launch site. The sun was low. It was that time of day when everything illuminated looks beautiful.

  • I got in a very slow 13.8 miles.

    The drive home was great. No traffic and great views. How I love the eastern shore! As I drove west across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, the sun had just set and the clouds were red. I was feeling very calm and zen.
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    Woodstock to Daniels
    On April 20, 2018, Sara, Cassi (her dog), and I did a one way trip from Woodstock to Daniels on the Patapsco River.

    We were hoping to see toads mating or laying eggs but we saw none. It was probably too cold. Or maybe they already did their business on some of the warm days earlier in the month.

    We kayaked 1.2 miles to Davis Branch. Just downstream of here on the Baltimore County side, I tried to find the vernal pool from April 5, 2017 where I found so many toad eggs. I did not find the pool. Perhaps there wasn't enough rain. When I saw it before, I was paddling upstream so maybe I just didn't recognize where to pull over.

    Sara has paddled with me plenty of times before but this was her first trip in her new Old Town Vapor 10 kayak (first and second photo). The extra long cockpit makes it more dog friendly than a lot of other kayaks. She did a lot of research on good dog kayaks before purchasing it.

    We pulled over a few times to explore and let Cassi stretch her long legs. Looking around, we found an amphipod (third photo). It was about an inch long. I don't know the common name. Sara found a rock with lots of amphipods. Not sure if this was a real rock. Perhaps something left over from the old train railway. See fourth photo.

    Sara also found these, fifth photo,...perhaps mica?

    I spotted a three foot long northern water snake. See sixth photo.

    Cassi was good for most of the trip. We were out for over 2.5 hours and most of the time, Cassi sat patiently. She never barked. Closer to the end, she was wanting to get off the boat. By that time, the sun was getting low so she might have been cold. I most certainly was. See seventh photo.

    Only saw one turtle, an eastern painted turtle (eighth photo).

    We kayaked 5.25 miles.

    After kayaking, we pulled into Mount Hebron High School to check out a drainage pond. It looked like a great place for frogs and toads. We heard a lot of spring peepers but they shut up as we got close. Never actually saw them. But we did see this Solitary Sandpiper (ninth photo).
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    Full Mill Branch, Tyverne Creek, and Black Swamp Creek
    After spending much of the morning on April 14, 2018 taking care of chickens and taking Daphne for a bike ride, I decided to relax and spend the afternoon kayaking. I would have loved to have taken the SUP but they were calling for 20 mph gusts. So instead, I was on my Prijon Catalina which I improved recently with a seat cushion.

    The drive down to the Clyde Watson Boating Area (Magruders Ferry/McGruders Landing) was far from relaxing. It seems like traffic lately has been unusually heavy on the weekends. Maybe folks are trying to get out and enjoy the good weather just like me. Can't blame them. My navigation software told me to take the D.C. beltway but I totally hate that so I took route 3 south.

    I launched on the Patuxent River (Pax) at 1430. I started kind of late because high tide was at 1556. But I should have started earlier because the area closes at 1800. Later in the year, it will be open later.

    I paddled north (upstream) about a mile and then explored Full Mill Branch in the Full Mill Branch Natural Resources Management Area on the west side of the river. I saw a wood duck. The ones out here never want to pose for pictures.

    I spent quite a bit of time exploring the creek and made it up pretty far. See first photo. There were other parts I could have explored but I wanted to have time for other creeks. Besides, it was all starting to look the same with all the dry grass and no trees.

    I kayaked back into the Pax, crossing over to the east side. Then I started making my way downstream. Now I was fighting the wind and very thankful I was not on the SUP.

    The temperature was in the mid-80s but I was quite comfortable in the wetsuit. One might think I would overheat but with all the wind, I was getting splashed by the cold water.

    I explored Tyverne Creek. I saw a couple in a fishing boat. Those two were the only people I saw except for a couple of power boats in the distance. They hadn't caught anything. This creek meandered what seemed like forever. I spent a long time there and didn't see it all. Certainly the high tide made it more navigable but I also wonder if the strong south wind today and over the last few days pushed more water into the Chesapeake Bay and its tributaries. It must since I know a strong north wind will lower the water.

    Tyverne was almost all grassy, like Full Mill Branch. I saw several muskrat mounds (second photo) and two muskrats. Beavers wouldn't likely be in this part since there were no trees.

    I saw four snakes throughout the day. One was swimming on top of the water and one was under the water. I got a good look at the latter and determined it was a northern water snake. The third snake startled me when I pulled ashore and it slithered away quickly. I saw the fourth from a distance as it went into the water.

    I pulled ashore on the Tyverne (third photo). I saw a lot of raccoon activity (fourth photo).

    My original plan was to also explore Chew Creek and Cocktown Creek in Kinds Landing Natural Resource Management Area and Kings Landing Park but I was running out of time so instead I crossed back to the west side and checked out Black Swamp Creek in the Patuxent River Natural Resource Management Area. There was a really bad smell in that area. I guess it was a rotting carcass.

    I remember a heron rookery there about 15 years ago on the north side. But recent satellite photos did not show any and I did not see them. I only made it up about a half mile on this creek before I had to turn around. At that point, grasslands were transitioning to woodlands. See fifth photo. I very much look forward to returning and finishing my exploration. It might take two trips.

    There were more turtles out than I could count (sixth photo). But they were very shy and not willing to pose for pictures. Many were large. I did not see any snappers.

    Towards the end of my trip, I spent some time taking pictures of a couple of osprey at a duck blind on the Pax near the mouth of Black Swamp Creek. See seventh and eighth photo. I don't think they started their nest yet. Maybe they're still working on the courtship.

    I was out 3.25 hours but only covered 9.5 miles, largely due to the strong wind and the circuitous exploration.

    I left the area just after 1800. There were still plenty of people there after so they must not be too strict about closing on time. But I wouldn't want to take the chance of being locked in.

    When I got home, I viewed more satellite photos and noticed that near the mouth of Black Swamp Creek, one can see various dots. I believe these are muskrat mounds. See ninth photo.

    The seat cushion is a definite improvement. After three hours on the water, I was doing o.k. but not great. But I could have easily been out for another hour.

    One of my favorite places in the whole world is the Patuxent River. It is full of nature and it seems every creek with a name is paddleable if you hit the tide right. The Pax offers a lifetime of exploration...something I truly enjoy.

    The drive home wasn't so bad.
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    Daphne's First Time on the Water
    On April 13, 2018, Norma and I took Daphne out on the water for the first time. We launched at Southwest Area Park in Baltimore County. This put us on the (Little) Patapsco River. It was very windy (25 mph gusts) but a warm 84 degrees. Hard to believe we had a little snow earlier this week. Looks like spring is finally here!

  • First photo, first column: Daphne was very excited about being on the water. It was very different from anything else she's experienced.
  • Second photo, first column: I tried out the kayak dog cushion I made for her. I think it would work if she would lie down but she never did.
  • Third photo, first column: After kayaking, I gave her a taste of the paddleboard. She generally stood behind me.
  • Fourth photo, first column: Daphne enjoyed staying close to Norma on the kayak. But sometimes she was so close, it made it hard for her to paddle. Sara had the same probem with Cassie on the first time out.
  • First photo, second column: The front hatch of the Cobra Expedition is very flat and Daphne used it as a platform for standing. Norma did her best to keep the kayak from rocking.
  • Second photo, second column: Daphne fell in three times. Her Kurgo Surf N Turf Dog Life Jacket PFD has a handle so it is easy to pull her out of the water. Here, Norma is demonstrating her kayak dog rescue skills.
  • Third photo, second column: Daphne is quite the sight. Like a ship bow figurehead.

  • I think Norma and I just need to be disciplined and make sure we get Daphne out on the water regularly. She was scared today but I expect that if she sees that Norma and I love being on the water, then she will too.
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    Mason Neck
    When to start kayaking/paddleboarding in Maryland after winter is all dependent on the weather. One year, I was out on an exceptionally nice day in late February. But in 2018, that day was March 31. It actually got up to 70 degrees on the previous day but it was very overcast and rainy. In contrast, March 31 only got up to about 58 degrees but it was extremely sunny. It was one of those days that my solar panels earn their keep.

    I drove out to Mason Neck State Park with my SUP. My Waze GPS software took me driving through downtown Washington D.C., which I usually try to avoid. I was remembered why I try to avoid it. Too urban for me. I'll take the Maryland eastern shore any day.

    I arrived just after 0930. I checked out the pond next to the cartop boat launch area. No turtles. It was still early in the day and very cool.

    Before 1000, I stood at the trailhead sign for the Bay View Trail for the ranger-led Freshwater Architects walk.
    Learn about their [beaver] lodges/dams and in the process, ways in which they are a lot like us.
    It was advertised on-line and in a handout as starting at 1000. But a posted pamphlet at the trailhead said it would start at 1100. I saw a couple older people and what looked like a teenage girl walk by. The girl looked like she was wearing an official jacket but I couldn't tell. Nobody else met at the trailhead for this event so I walked the trail by myself.

    In the marshy area on the south side of the Bay View Trail loop, I heard many frogs/toads. On the boardwalk, I saw the same girl I saw earlier. She was older than what I originally thought. Thinking young adults are kids is a sign that you are old. It turns out she was the park ranger that was supposed to lead the Freshwater Architects walk. I was surprised that she just walked by without acknowledging me earlier. I asked various questions about beavers and she pointed out the beaver lodge (first photo) and dam (second photo).

    Next, I launched my SUP. I spoke to a guy in a fishing canoe on the beach. He said he caught snakehead fish on the area. According to him, it eats like a cross between salmon and chicken. Sounds tasty. It is funny how when I first heard about this invasive fish, back in 2002, there were all kinds of predictions about how it would "take over." Rumors were
    It can walk on land! It can breathe air! It will eat everything in sight!
    - from Capital Gazette - 10 years after Crofton snakehead discovery, concerns linger

    It is true that its presence has spread and is here to stay. But otherwise, it doesn't seem to be nearly as bad as what some experts preducted. Native fish still thrive.
    The snakehead is traditionally considered to have medicinal value. In 2000, a man in Crofton, Maryland ordered two snakeheads from a fish market in New York to make soup for his ailing sister. However, the woman recovered, so he put the live fish in his aquarium. When they grew too large for the aquarium, he let them go in a nearby pond. The snakeheads thrived and reproduced.
    - from Mental Floss - Messing with Mother Nature: Snakeheads

    On the beach at the launch site, I saw several emtpy mystery snails. Like the snakehead fish, this is also an invasive species from Asia. They can get up to three inches long! See third photo.

    I've never seen a snakehead fish in the wild but I saw thousands of mystery snails that day. See fourth and fifth photos. These two pictures were taken in Elizabeth Hartwell Mason Neck National Wildlife Refuge at 38.622746, -77.205056.

    I paddled out into Belmont Bay heading southeast. The wind was low. I was wearing my farmer john wetsuit, neoprene shirt, and the neoprene booties that Jim C. gave me. The temperature was around 52 but I was very comfortable.

    I rounded Sandy Point. Near this area, I saw the area that a ranger later told me would be a paddle-in campsite.

    Shortly after reaching Occoquan Bay, my shoreline changed from state park lands to wildlife refuge.

    Seveal osprey were out, building their nests. I saw these two (sixth photo) with the upper one bringing back nesting material. The lower one (seventh photo) had some plastic trash attached to it. Not sure how well it could fly. I reported this to the refuge.

    It was around noon. High tide was about 0830. I could have used the extra water. It was quite shallow and hard to paddle near the shore.

    At 38.623344, -77.203748 is a large unnamed pond on refuge grounds, about two miles for the launch site. One isn't supposed to go ashore here but I did, briefly. In years past, I was able to see a heron rookery in the trees around this pond. But this year, I could not. My years of paddling has taught me that rookeries are not fixed in location and often shift over time.

    At this unnamed pond, I saw signs of spring. See eighth photo. I also saw about four dead turtles. I'm guessing our cold winter did them in. Or perhaps the warm winter days brought them out of hibernation, only to be hit by another cold spell.

    The pond was black, like the Pocomoke River. But unlike the Pocomoke, this pond is host to American lotus flowers. I'll need to return in the summer to see these majestic flowers but it was obvious they were here, since I saw the woody remnants of their seed pods. See ninth photo.

    Back on my SUP, I paddled south. Between the pond and High Point, I saw the rookery. Just north of High Point in the Occoquan is where it looked densest. But even here, I did not see all that many nests. I suspect most are furthern inland, like the ones in this satellite photo (tenth photo), near 38.620734, -77.201269. Mason Neck Wildlife Refuge has an impressive reputation for its heron rookery.
    with more than 1400 nests, the great blue heron rookery here is one of the largest in the region.
    - from National Wildlife Refuge System - Great Blue Heron

    I much prefer the rookeries on the Sassafras River.

    Osprey and eagles are solitary. But great blue herons are communal. Seeing them is great but seeing a whole rookery is a special treat!
  • Eleventh photo: These birds stand four feet tall and have 72 inch wingspans.
  • Twelfth photo: A pair of great blue herons prepare a nest.
  • Thirteenth photo: My camera has a lot of zoom. It is often hard to hold it steady while standing on a SUP. So for many of thses photos, I disembarked and stood thigh-deep in the water.
  • Fourteenth photo: It is often hard to see heron nests because they are sometimes set back from the shore. The best time to see them is in early spring, before leaves cover the trees.
  • Fifteenth photo: A mating courtship dance?
  • Sixteenth photo: Another group shot.
  • Seventeenth photo: These nests still have a ways to go before they are complete.
  • Eighteenth photo: Heron on the rocks. Bartender, I'll take one of those.

  • I find it interesting that 'I' am the difference between heron and heroin.

    There were also eagles. I saw two nests. One was embedded in the rookery. Not sure who was there first and what they think of each other. That can't be good for real estate values. In that nest, I saw an eagle looking at me. See nineteenth and twentieth photos.

    I paddled 6.4 miles.

    I was surprised how many power boats were out so early in the year. It wasn't a lot but more than I expected.

    I definitely made it out before leaves obstructed my view so that was good. But if I had to do it again, I might have chosen afternoon sun from the west and to have been out at high tide.

    I checked out the pond near the cartop boat launch. It was devoid of turtles earlier but now there were probably a dozen out enjoying the high sun. Unlike many turtles, these are used to seeing people and don't mind getting their picture taken. See twenty-first and twenty-second photos.

    Near the playground, I checked out the park's Furs and Skulls event.
    View, touch, and learn about some of the furs and skulls of mammals that call Mason Neck home!
    They had squirrel, opossum, skunk, groundhog, raccoon, fox, beaver, coyote, and white-tailed deer. See twenty-third photo.

    After changing into dry clothes, I checked out a couple of ponds off the side of the road that takes one into the park. I was looking for amphibian eggs. I found none.

    I started heading home around 1520. It took 2 hours and 10 minutes to get home! It was a great day to be out but apparently, that's what everyone else thought too. Traffic was hideous. I was reminded why I try to avoid the Washington D.C. beltway area. A six car accident on highway 295 brought things to a slow jog. I could have avoided that if I'd listen to Waze. Turns out the cars were moved to the side of the road and drivers were rubbernecking.

    The forecast is calling for a chance of snow in two days. Winter just doesn't want to give up!
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    San Joaquin River
    On January 15-16, 2018, Norma and I kayaked and paddleboarded on the San Joaquin River near Antioch, California. Cousin Steve joined us on the first day.

    To do list:
  • Chicone Creek (north of Vienna)
  • Fort Delaware State Park
  • New Jersey Pine Barrens
  • Paddling in the Atlantic Ocean near Cape Henlopen State Park