The last wave of clouds was heading east towards the rising sun early on Tuesday morning, the day after Labor Day. Soon the sun would begin burning off the low-hanging fog and allow me some of the clearest vision I've experienced in years. My eyes had become clouded due to cataracts and I'm currently between procedures for removing them. One eye done, one to go. Being cleared for paddling during the intermission was an unexpected development.
I'd launched at the Bedford boat launch just below the Route 225 bridge which is still supported by wooden piers. The bridge has recently been restricted to alternating one-way vehicular traffic...
Trying out my now cataract-free eye I saw critters more vividly such as these blue herons...
...and this hawk...
...and this osprey flying low over the bridge...
...and flying over my head...Colors were also more vivid with this egret adding some bright whites to the mix of colors...
Cardinal flowers look to be at their peak...A depiction of a non-native cutthroat trout was seen clearly on this half floating Busch beer can...
...and the can noted that cutthroat trout range "from the Pacific Coast to the Rocky Mountains".I can now agree with Johnny Nash who sang: "It's gonna be a bright, bright, Sun-shiny day..."
Trash collected along the way included glass, aluminum, and plastic...
The low water levels helped expose much of it.