I took Sarah's kayak out on a calm morning and paddled far into a little cove I had never explored before.
The water was just inches deep, and the kayak skimmed easily through the reeds to places you just can't get to by boat, or even on foot.
It was so quiet, and I was able to move so soundlessly, that I came within yards of a pair of Sandhill cranes. They whooped and called for several minutes right in front of me, so loudly that it echoed across the basin and reverberated through my whole body.
A deer picked its head up and regarded me from the shore...and then went back to eating, unalarmed by me sitting just a few feet away.
The whole river was glass at this hour...
...and just magnified the amazing views all around.
It was a perfect morning...
...and Sarah headed out to explore soon after I returned to camp and handed over the paddle!
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