If you had told me two years ago that I would one day be paddling by myself down a river in my backyard, I would have called you a liar. I probably would have used some expletives to spice up the name calling, too. You have to realize, when I was a kid and my parents told me to go play outdoors, I’d take a book and read in my tree house. Going outside was punishment.
But since we moved to the middle of nowhere, I’ve become more of an outdoor-enthusiast. Maybe it is because there is nothing to do except outdoorsy activities. Whatever it is, this past year I’ve started to enjoy playing outside.
I took a few pictures on my most recent excursion up the river. It really is beautiful. And so, so green this time of year. After taking these pictures, I have a new found appreciation for nature photographers. Photographing moving creatures from a moving kayak is difficult. But I think I got a few decent shots. I hope to one day snap a picture of the bald eagle that hangs out by our dock.
Have you ever been kayaking? Did you enjoy it?
love the newly-outdoorsy-librarian,