02/05/2013
Yesterday I decided to head out for University Lake a little earlier than I normally do. I got there around 12:30. The skies were threatening rain, but that never stopped me before. I carry extra clothes in my truck for just such possibilities. the lake was fairly calm which afforded me the chance to pick up trash while I paddled toward the north end of the lake. I had no problem filling up the back of the kayak aloong the same bank I cleaned just last week. The wind has been out of the northeast, so all the trash from the east bank has migrated west. Some of it, like the leftover Christmas tree, and the full size couch , didn't end up in the lake by themselves. The trash back fill on the newly installed drain pipe has attracted more trash. Start a trash pile and someone will add to it. The MDMA/Ecstasy test kit didn't crawl there by itself either. Are the fish doing drugs now? As I paddled, I was watching for the Green Heron that frequents this stretch of bank. I wasn't watching closely enough, and managed to spook it into flying from the bank and landing on a floating mass of Water Hyacinth. It didn't seem to happy with me. Quite a few of the birds here take advantage of a nap this time of day., like most animals in the wild. Feeding happens mostly in the mornings and evenings. This pair of Mallards were no exception. Just behind the Chapel on the Lake, under threatening skies, a Great Egret was hanging out in its favorite spot, high in a Cypress tree. Breeding plumage is already starting to appear on this one, trailing off in the wind. As I arrived at the north end of the lake, those skies cut loose in an ever increasing shower. Time for a break and a snack. I always carry Cheerios in a peanut butter jar. I never know how long I'll paddle or how hard it will be. I've been know to spend all day in the kayak, under the right or wrong circumstances. When the shower ended, I left the security of the bridge I was under, and spotted one of the trash problems here....a garbage can full to overflowing. I made a suggestion two years ago to somehow anchor the trash cans so that neighborhood dogs and c***s couldn't turn them over. That seems to have been done, now to get them emptied often. The White Pelicans are still here in numbers, and it seems that they will be for a while. Maybe we will have a resident population. The don't seem to mind the constant traffic or the construction just a few yards from their roost. That guard dog pelican is still on duty, while the others sleep. One of them was into 'low riding'. Must have picked up the habit from the locals kids. There was even an egret or 'crane' as some people call them, feeding along the shore just yards from a rather noisy 'construction crane'. The local Snowy and Great Egrets have had to find other accommodations since the arrival of the pelicans, roosting along the north shore right next to the road. As I made my way back to the boat launch, keeping an eye on the weather, I passed a pair of mallards hauled out on a log for a little drying time. Nearing the boat launch, I was greeted by a Great White Egret feeding along the shore at Wampole beach. There was also a tame Mallard, and a very tame Muskovee Duck taking advantage of the picnic table there. Landing the kayak and emptying my cache of trash and treasure, the skies let loose once again. I took time to gather all the 'trash' that couldn't be recycled and placed it in the trash barrel nearby, collected the things that could and put them in the back of my truck to take home. Things got wetter as I went. By the time I had tied the kayak in the bed of the truck, I thoroughly soaked. No matter, home is only a few miles away, and it doesn't take long to get there. All in all a fun it was a fun two hours.