MurrayMinchin said:
The song of the Common Loon over a lake at dusk or dawn has the capacity to make the spirit of every Canadian soar.
Or the soul of an American visiting the Boundery Waters....
During the last trip, we had a odd number of guys.. We decided to rent a sea kayak. I was the only one with any kayak experience so I grabbed the first shift... Mind you, Its long and narrow and not really built for a 300lb guy. It was cutting off the circulation to my legs, I couldn't steer the damn thing to save my life and I was very unstable in it.. Quite frustrated
The first Loon we encountered on that trip (Mudro Lake) dove down and 20 seconds later, resurfaced about 4 feet from my kayak... I think I was as suprised as it was.. We just froze and stared at each other for 3 or 4 minutes.. The kayak sits so low to the water, especially with my big ass in it. We were almost eye to eye.
After that, everything fell into place... I discovered the rutter in the rear (what an idiot). End up being another great trip.