As I leave my
tent, there is only a diffuse light in the sky. I
gather my gear and head down the hill to the water. As
I pull away from the landing in my kayak…
Of Arches And Ants
The Moon's Ascent
I arrive at the put in to Little Trout Bay in Canada
at about 8:30p.m. and by 9:00p.m. my kayak loaded, I'm
on the water. As I paddle into the bay, the sky behind
me is filled with wisps of scarlet clouds, the effects
of the setting sun. The water is glassy and tinged a
deep green. As I get closer to the open waters of Lake
Superior the call of Loons echoes through the air. The
night sky is dark before me now and I am gently rising
and falling with the swells on the still glassy
waters…