Just after launching at Sebago Lake State Park in Maine. The Aqua Pac camera bag already got wet, and steamed up inside until I could dry it out at our lunch stop. But the lake was rough, so I knew I needed to protect the camera.
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On the beach at the lunch cove.
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Laurie heads out of the lunch cove.
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Ready to go.
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Let's get into it.
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Notice how high her bow has been tossed. I only got this much because my boat was also riding over a wave.
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You're a little, tiny guy, standing on the deck of this ship...
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This Afternoon at Sea.
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Forward stroke, figure 1.
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Forward stroke, figure 2.
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Lee rail under as we surf down to duck behind a small island.
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Laurie takes a quiet moment before we emerge from the shelter of a small island to begin our trip back down along the lee shore to where we started. The waves we're about to enter at this point have run the length of Sebago Lake.
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Bow tossed upward as we emerge from shelter. That oncoming wave face looks kind of serious from this angle.
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I was hoping I'd get this one: bow buried in the back of a wave, with Laurie just beyond it.
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There she is, obscured by the droplets on the front of the waterproof camera bag. Aqua Pac is cool!
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Camera tucked in the deck lines makes the waves look nice and huge.
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Lively wave action on the return journey.
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This is the last shot that really framed anything. I tried for that perfect shot of silhouetted kayaker on a path of sun sparkles after we got around the point, but my aim was off.
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Paddling along the wall of Fort Gorges, Portland Harbor, Dec.4, 2001. Photo by Blair Folts, with my camera.
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Sunset over Portland, ME, Dec. 4, 2001. It had been a summer day on the verge of winter, with highs in the 50s that felt like 70s. As Blair and I paddled toward our landing, the pinkness grew and grew, until we were completely enveloped in it, "like paddling through liquid pink," as Blair said. This photo barely hints at the all-encompassing color. Hand-held at 1/15 sec from a bobbing kayak.
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