So tonight, I made dinner. Beef stew. I had a plan. Have dinner ready right when hubby got home, then coerce him to maneuver the cars so I could go kayaking. My plan succeeded. I hopped in the wagon with the baby, he jumped in the car with the kayak. We met up at where I would end up at the finish of my kayak journey, jumped back into my car with the kayak, drove up to where I wanted to start my trip, he dropped me off, then returned to fetch the other car whilst leaving my car there so I could bring the kayak home when I was finished.
Whew. I know. Sounds complicated. And it is. But really, it's the easiest way to start out a kayak trip and not have to worry about relying on someone to pick you up after. And I knew I could take my time without inconveniencing hubby or baby or hopefully any rescue authorities (since I left my PFD, BAD TIFFANY).
So I started out. I love kayaking here. It's the outlet of Geneva Swamp, which is an outlet for Conneaut lake, so the small stream is called Conneaut Oulet, I think. It starts at a rusty old bridge on the opposite side of the swamp and is this beautiful, nature, life-filled, secluded place. It never passes a residence except when it meets French Creek. I always see a ton of bird life, insects, and mammals. Ranging from bald eagles, muskrats, owls, red-winged black birds, frogs, turtles, herons, deer, insects of all shapes and sizes and colors and bite proficiency (bring lots of spray), and more! There is also a myriad of plant life, from flowers to grasses to soo much poison - ivy in certain areas I try not to splash the water on myself for fear that I will get it purely by contact with the water the stuff is growing all around.
I also found out that the bald eagle that lives in this area perches in the same trees every damn time I kayak, and I always forget about this until the next time I kayak there and still miss the tree it is in until I'm under the tree and hear the great WHOOSH SHOOSH of wings.
Then there was the most exciting part of the evening. The strange creature did not move from the bank of the creek as I got closer. She stared at me. I stared at her.