Ospreys and Gold

Last night after work I put the kayak in over at Maxwelton. Paddled for an hour or so through hypnotic, long, slow swells, with just enough chop to be fun. Right around sunset I watched an osprey hunting, and after several unsuccessful dives she finally left for home, carrying her bedtime snack. After the sun had set, the water turned such a brilliant gold that I had trouble getting myself to come ashore.