The fifth of 15 lakes I've paddled so far, this was one of the smallest. It would have been a longer adventure, had not a channel leading to another segment been overgrown and impassable.
My time on the water was also shortened by a storm I thought would blow over but didn't. Last place you want to be as a kayaker is in the middle of water holding a metal paddle while lightning threatens ;-)
Truncated as it was, this paddle was wonderful in its tranquility and natural beauty...I felt like I was in the middle of a living canvas.
© April L. Gustetter
