Today's objective was pleasantly achieved when I arrived at Fairhaven Bay on the Sudbury River and found open water. After several days of winter-like weather I was expecting more ice. Two fishermen encountered on the way mentioned having found a portion of the bay iced over earlier this morning and that they'd used their power boat to break some of it up. Stopping at Brooke Island for lunch I watched as the strong breeze from the south pushed the remaining ice past the island's northeast tip...
Old Man Winter was getting the bum's rush out of the bay and it didn't bother me one bit.
My only obstacle of the day was getting my wet suit's zipper past three turkey dinners rather than just one. Friday and Saturday were just too cold for paddling but ideal for eating more turkey.
The cold hadn't stopped the local beavers from getting in their workout...
Saw my first coot in awhile...
A blue heron choosing to remain up here a little longer...
Near Lee's Bridge a hawk was found perched in a pine...
...before flying across the river to consult with an associate...
Heading back upriver the morning's gray skies began to brighten at Lee's Bridge...
By the time I returned to Sherman's Bridge a beautiful afternoon was developing with my thermometer showing 55 degrees...
It was one of those paddles where I didn't want it to end...
Trash was a no show for the most part...
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