Waiting For The Festival, Wooden Boat Fever Is In The Air

Life has conspired to keep me away from the water for a long time.  The life sustaining qualities of water are beneficial to both body and soul. I get my boating in small doses so I am excited that The Wooden Boat Festival in Port Townsend, Washington is only a few weeks away. I have been experiencing the attractions of the Northwest maritime center vicariously through their website and via some excellent interviews on Dan Matson’s Hooked On Wooden Boats podcast.

I seem to experience the festival in different ways each year. Last year I got involved in the schooner race. This year I will focus on the boat building demonstrations and try to hitch a ride on several small craft. There are always more seminars that I want to attend than possible without a handy clone to team up with.

It will be interesting to see the latest programs going on at The Maritime Center. I remember seeing the first of  John Welsford’s Scamp design being built there. They just recently completed the Scamp Camp. The program brought together ten individuals to build these amazing little boats under the tutelage of Welsford himself and some other very competent instructors. I’m hoping some of the products of this program will be on display.  It would be interesting to see Scamp up close.

I also hope to interview a range of vendors of products and tools that relate to building boats. I will present them here for the edification of my readers who are inflicted with the building bug. Stay tuned as I hope to finally have more time to devote to Seaward Adventures in the future.

This years festival dates are September 7-9. For more information about the festival check out the Festival web site at http://www.woodenboat.org/festival/. To keep up on news from the Wooden Boat Foundation throughout the year “Like” them on Facebook.  Entertain and educate yourself a bit with some interesting video on YouTube.  Be patient the festival is right around the corner.

 

 
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Hooked On Wooden Boats a Healthy Addiction

There is a podcast for every passion. I regularly download more of them in a week than I have time to listen to. Among the ones I digest religiously is a new one: Hooked on Wooden Boats. Dan Mattson turns out a new show every Thursday in which he and various interviewees talk about “owning, using, admiring, repairing and building wooden boats.” At this writing there are over twenty episodes available.

Dan apparently grew up with powerboats for the most part but seems to have a growing appreciation for sail. His broadcast style is laid back and unaffected. A newcomer to podcasting, he is learning as he goes and any lack of production values in his earliest episodes was made up for by his persistence in gaining interviews with people of real interest to wooden boat enthusiasts. Among my favorites are his session with Larry Cheek who wrote a book chronicling his own adventure in building a small wooden sailboat. Year of the Boat is one of the better recent additions to nautical literature.

Dan has featured both Bill Mahler and Bruce Blatchley of the Northwest School of Wooden Boatbuilding in Port Hadlock, Washington. It’s a great institution and deserves to be promoted. Other episodes have included the Tacoma Sea Scouts, Sam Devlin, and many more people that build wooden boats, live on them or have taken epic cruises aboard them. All of this is the stuff that feeds a sailor’s dreams.

HOWB reminds me of the Furled Sails podcast produced by  Noel and Christy Davis which faded away in March of 2010. They continually surprised me with many interviews featuring sailors boatbuilders and designers who’s books I had read and designs I had studied since I was a young man dreaming of the cruising life. Dan Mattson has picked up the baton and is jogging along with it quite nicely. It looks like “Wooden Boat Dan” as he is known on Facebook is in it for the long haul. Give a listen to the podcasts on iTunes or at the website. There is plenty of good nautical fare to keep you hooked.

 
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Revisiting The Pinky Schooner Robert L.

 

 

Certain things have a way of continually appearing on our radar screens. They circle continually outside of visual range, only ocassionally emerging into view. Such is the case with Robert L.  I wrote a story about the William Garden designed Pinky schooner in August last year.  Small schooners are sure-fire fodder for my Walter Mitty mind. After my original blog post I often wondered what had happened to the vessel.

Several months ago I was walking the marina docks in Port Townsend with my 5 year old grandson. This is always fun as he boldly asks permission to come aboard every boat that has an owner or crew in attendance.  Nobody refuses a cute little kid and thus we have been hosted on many fine vessels including a sumptuously appointed vintage power cruiser built in the 1920’s and one of the latest US Coast Guard 40 knot RIB cutter boats.  Said grandson was making a beeline for a large black schooner with the look of a genuine pirate ship about it. After much “arrghing” and salty expressions of regret that their was nobody on board to bum a tour from I turned around to see that in the next slip was a boat with a familiar look. It was Robert L in the flesh, or in this case the wood.

Until that moment I knew the vessel only from pictures.  It was nice to put a genuine face to the name.  I took some photos and looked her over as completely as I could from the dock.  This little schooner is nothing if not a charmer From the waterline to the main truck she looks as ship-shape as could be. The unexpected meeting was a pure delight.  It did not escape my notice that there was a brokerage sign on her lifelines.

Afterward the Robert L faded into an occasionally revisited memory. When I purchased the latest edition of Woodenboat magazine it was a bit of a surprise to see a color photo of the schooner in a classified ad. She was being marked down from $30,000 to $25,000.  If my bank account could survive that kind of bite I would have written a check on the spot.

This unique 28 foot pinky schooner is for sale through Sea Marine Yacht Sales in Port Townsend, WA.  The website has quite a few good pictures of the interior and exterior. The rigging looks to be arranged for efficient handling including various lines leading to the cockpit. The vessel was originally meant for sailing with minimal crew. The accommodations are a little basic but all the necessities are there. The cabin is cozy and looks to be the ideal place to relax with a cup of hot coffee with a close friend and scoff at the Pacific Northwest’s  questionable climate.

I have no financial interest in the sale of this boat. It’s strictly personal. I hate to see a vessel get caught up in a cycle of neglect. Robert L offers a lot of bang for the buck.  The vessel would be perfect for a small family. Where would you find a better environment to bond with your children or grandchildren. They might even relinquish their video games for a day or two.

If you are interested in this fine wee schooner call Eric Schouten at Sea Marine, (360) 385-4000. Tell him an envious Blogger sent you.

 

 

 

 
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Windjammers on the Bay, A Festival Under Full Sail

There is no better place to be than on the water with a fresh breeze and the deck of a stout schooner beneath your feet. The solid way she moves in time with the waves matches the rhythm of life beating in a sailor’s bones. Saturday September 10, 2011 was a day filled with harmonic resonance for me. The dawn was blue and bright with promise as I prepared to leave for the Wooden Boat Festival in Port Townsend, Washington. I had a plan. My goal was to spend as much of the festival as possible on the water.

The schooner Windjammer under full sail.

As much as I enjoyed last year’s festival it involved a lot of work that kept me pinned to the land.  I cruised the show taking pictures and shooting video. I had never made a serious attempt at videography and my journalistic skills are still a work in progress. It required a lot of focus and I found myself at the end of the day without having gone sailing, rowing, paddling or even wading on the beach. This year I resolved to get out on the water and experience the show in the ultimate participatory fashion.

A festival based on boats should, after all, give one the experience of watercraft in their God given medium. My plan was to attend the skipper’s meeting for the Northwest Schooner Cup and try to hitch a ride on one of the big boats as crew. Failing that I would rush over to Pygmy kayaks and the Chesapeake Light Craft display to sign up for paddling their products around the marina. Also, there is usually one or two San Francisco Pelicans pulled up on the beach in front of the Northwest Maritime Center. I have been wanting to sail one for nostalgia sake and which would delight me through and through. It would also provide a bit of blog fodder.

As it turned out hitching a ride was surprisingly easy. I have tried this method of catching a ride on a sailboat before with success but there can be some competition and captains tend to pick people they know.  Not so that day.  I was the only one and could have ended up on any one of three schooners whose captain’s needed to fill out a crew.  I ended up getting the nod from Ashley Kerr skipper of the 72′ schooner Windjammer from Brisbane Australia. The phrase that rang in my mind was “he shoots, he scores.” Ashley told me to meet him at the end of the pier at one o’clock. That gave me time to explore the vendors.  I also took a ride on a steam launch belonging to the Center For Wooden Boats on Seattle’s Lake Union.

I was on the float at the end of the pier promptly at one where I met Ashley just arriving in an inflatable dinghy. Four other recruits showed up and we huddled up in the tender for the short ride to Windjammer. Approaching the vessel from the water was a visual treat. She looked every inch the traditional coasting schooner with every detail as ship-shape as a sailor could want. On deck she had a solid feel and looked to be built with comfortable cruising as a large priority. We were soon introduced to Ashley’s wife Cathie.

It wasn’t long before we began to raise sails and prepare to get under way. The assembled strangers that passed for a crew began to sort themselves out as the skipper assigned various tasks to us. The main went up first followed by the foresail. The foredeck would require the most crew activity because of the necessity of tending sheets during  tacking and jibing maneuvers.  With the anchor taken up we powered into the wind and soon raised the staysail and a large jib which was on a roller furler.

The race was not scheduled to start until three o’clock so we had a good amount of time  get used to the basics of working the ship. I found myself stationed aft with the skipper handy to the mainsheet. It was the perfect position for observing the race and shooting pictures and video.  We headed up the bay to the upper end of the course and made our way back to the start in plenty of time. In fact the start was delayed and we spent some time playing dodge’em with a beautiful assembly of schooners large and small. I will confess that racing is not my favvorite thing to do with a sailboat but as an excuse to bring together so many fine examples of the boatbuilder’s art it is first rate.

For a dyed in the wool schooner watcher there is no better observation post than from the deck of a well-found sailing vessel. The star of a sailboat race can seem like a parade of pandemonium. The NW Schooner Cup race features vessels in a wide range of sizes from the schooner Martha (84′ long) down to what appeared to be a Bolger light schooner at 23.5 feet. All participants in the race were smartly handled and the fleet eventually headed for the first mark with a freshening breeze.

Handling a vessel of Windjammer’s size takes some coordination. It was obvious that Ashley new his vessel well and his patient attention to the ship and the working of the crew eventually smoothed out the processes of tacking and jibing. I would like to say we did well in the race but for the most part we served as a perfect platform for viewing the bigger boats with their more practiced crews as they made the most of wind and tide. By the time we turned the fourth mark the wind began to slacken and lose the consistent strength it had showed earlier in the day. The front of the fleet began to cross the finish line as the rest began to slow down to the crawl typical of heavy displacement vessels in light winds.

Racing under sail is a persnickety process. When the wind is moving like a freight train it is important to trim the sails with many small adjustments to fine tune their shape for maximum pulling power. When the air slows to a gentle caressing force the sails must be trimmed with many small adjustments to fine tune their shape for maximum pulling power. We scanned the surface of the water for tell-tale differences in color and texture showing the presence of wind or lack thereof. Mostly it was lacking but we eventually began to find some again as we neared the finish line. With about two minutes to go the commitee boat did it’s duty with a series of blasts on a horn signalling the end of the race. It was no longer possible to qualify for a finishing position but perhaps that was a merciful ending to the enterprise. We pressed on crossing the line with the skipper giving the comittee boat a return blast from his own horn.

As we prepared to tack for a beat homeward skipper belayed the order and decided to keep on sailing for awhile longer as the breeze was returning and Cathie had placed a spread of snacks and several bottles of wine on the cabin top. Everyone gathered around and made short work of the cheese, chips, and salsa. The wine warmed everyone up and caused a steadier flow of conversation than I had heard all day. Pretty soon we were headed back to the anchorage with the process of furling sails and making everything on deck ship-shape just in time to drop the hook.

More lively conversation ensued as the sun went down. The chill of the evening drove us all below where we gathered around the galley table to swap opinions and stories centered around boats and travel. A warm cabin has a way of making instant friendships. What is a festival for if not to bond people with the cement of shared interest? The Wooden Boat Foundation outdid itself in 2011. It proved that they really know how to make an exceptionally fine festival.

 
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Coming Attractions From The Wooden Boat Festival

I had hoped to post some stories from the recent Wooden Boat Festival in Port Townsend. Life has interfered lately but i am working on it and will having something soon. Up first and almost ready for prime time is an account of my day on board the schooner Windjammer. Also in the works is a bit about a steam launch and some talk about vendors, the boats visited by my grandson and myself. Of course the WBF is not complete without Sunday’s Captain Pirate’s Treasure Hunt. I will have pictures of various interesting vessels and some video of schooners under sail. Return here soon. I will do my best to make it worth your while.

 
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2011 Wooden Boat Festival, Port Townsend, Washington

I am sending out the call to all hopelessly boat struck sailors. It is Wooden Boat Festival time once again. September 9 to 11 will see Port Townsend Washington awash in wood and the spirit of maritime history. Schooner watchers everywhere must come and see the gems of the Pacific Northwest. Small craft enthusiasts will find many fine examples of sailing and rowing vessels. The Northwest Schooner Cup race is a must-see gathering of the finest kind of sailing vessels ever to taste salt water.

 

The festival is as educational as it is entertaining. Be prepared to learn. There will be many seminars including various aspects of boatbuilding, sailing, cruising, safety, and navigation. Featured speakers include Lin & Larry Pardey and Nigel Calder. Activities begin on Friday and continue through Sunday. Look at the activities page and make some plans in advance. There is so much to do and some events overlap.

At least two interesting video screenings are on the schedule: “Charlotte” about the building of the schooner Rebecca at the Gannon and Benjamin yard in Martha’s Vineyard and “Schooner or Later” a documentary about the building of the Dolores M. Jackson, a Murray Peterson Coaster III schooner which was 30 years abuilding. Roy Jackson will be speaking after the movie.

Don’t be afraid to take the kids along as there are special activities for young sailors. Kids of all ages are given free reign of the old boatbuilding shop to put together model sailboats with a variety of materials and tools provided on the premises. I am personally acquainted with this program as Westport Shipyards, the company I work for, donated about 2,000 wooden block boat hulls. Several people spent quite a few hours of production time working on them at the interior plant. I even got my hands on them myself by cutting out and shaping the first small batch while between door building projects.

The ultimate in kid’s adventures happens on Sunday with Captain Pirate’s Treasure Hunt. It begins at noon with the raising of the Jolly Roger on the flag pole by the Cupola House and ends where X marks the spot and some spirited digging in the sand reveals a treasure chest filled with booty to be divided among the young participants. The hunt is a ramble around the entire festival grounds and includes a fair amount of musket and cannon fire. Last years treasure hunt enthralled my Grandson who loves all things piratical.

As someone who has attended wooden boat shows on both the east coast and west, small craft shows, large in-the-water- boat shows in Annapolis, Maryland, Yankee Trader used Boat Shows and probably a few such events that are long since faded from memory, the Wooden Boat Festival in Port Townsend is the best of the lot. I don’t know how any true sailor could go away disappointed. See you there!

 
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Almost Afloat, A Sailboat Comes Home To Roost

My long dry spell is soon to come to an end. In my backyard is an O’day Day Sailor 17 foot sailboat on a trailer. My wife gets credit for dragging me to a garage sale where the boat was waiting for a desperate soul like me to make an offer. The previous owner was a novice sailor and was unaware of several things missing in the rig. Apparently he never used the jib and used a 2 horse outboard that made it serviceable for pulling crab pots. The rudder and tiller are poorly made replacement items that I will be making further replacements for ASAP. So I am left with a few issues before I will feel comfortable about risking my grandson’s or my own life on the water.

It became obvious early on that I needed some information on this model boat so to the internet I went.  The class association has a dedicated website at www.daysailer.org.  There is a great forum that goes back to at least 2004. I have been reading as many posts as I can that will teach about the care and maintenance of this particular model. One of the most valuable bits of information was knowing where to get parts specifically meant for the DS1.

To start with the mast is one bloody great length of aluminum that must be manhandled into an upright position and dropped through a hole on top of the cuddy cabin. It’s a job I don’t want to do myself and a five year old will be no help in the matter. So I have sent off to D&R Marine for a tabernacle fitting. This will allow me to hinge the mast at a point above the cabin roof. With A pair of shear legs and and a suitable tackle raising the mast will become a solo operation.

The sails have some signs of use and there is an area of the mainsail that has some holes chafed through. Patching materials are on the way from Sailrite. Its been a long time since I worked a needle and palm but I am looking forward to the experience. The floor boards need to be refinished. The former owner replaced the cockpit coamings. He did a good job, technically but not aesthetically. He used mahogany, which was good but instead of a nice fair curve he made the top edge dead straight from the forward to the after end. I will know more about rigging problems when I can raise the mast and do a trial run at raising sail.

It feels great to have a boat to fuss over again. You know, “simply messing about.” The Water Rat lives in us all.

Another water rat coming up right.

 

 
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Start At The Beginning

Frugality is an art practiced with patience and a casual disregard for personal status. In a world where branding is practically a religion it is heretical to build in materials with no discernible commercial origin. Far beyond the green zeitgeist is a pragmatic ethic born of economy and nurtured by common sense. Originally the skin on frame kayak was an organically derived vessel that grew from the builders native skills and the material resources available in the local environment. The most important items in any craftsman’s inventory are in his head. The stockpile of memories and learned behaviors that have given us success in the past is worth a whole catalog of expensive tools. What you know is gold bought with the universal currency of time.

Experience begins when you start. – Pete Culler-

I am still in the beginning phases of my skin-on-frame kayak build. For the most part I am assembling basic materials. I have taken some shelving off the walls of my garage to use for gunwales, stringers and the keel. These are nice long pieces of 1 inch pine that have never been painted. I also have some pieces of ash, oak, and maple that may find their way into the finished boat where harder wood is useful. I may even utilize a bit of local driftwood. There is no shortage of it in the Pacific Northwest.

I am not worrying about the skin yet. At some point I will have to decide on canvas or nylon. Canvas is cheaper but heavier and less durable. Another necessary material is the string that lashes so many parts of a kayak together. There is artificial sinew made of nylon dyed tan or brown. It lays flat which allows the skin fabric to lay on it without a bump. This material is quite cheap at about $12.00 for an 80# roll. that will give about 900 – 1000 ft.

Beyond those considerations I am cleaning up the shop and planning the best place to set up for working on an object that will run about 16 feet long. I will be building some new sawhorses to support the kayak throughout the building process and I may start making the forms and spreaders this week. I hope to get that on video so that I can share my build with you on YouTube.

Summer has finally arrived in Port Angeles and their has been lots of yard work to do. Check back in for updates and spend some time reading my previous posts.

 
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Coming Attractions: Kayak Building in Slow Motion

The observant follower of this blog will have noticed the glacial pace of my postings over the last several month. Life is not coinciding with my personal schedule and my priorities have shifted like a southern California fault line. Nevertheless, I am persevering, in my own way, with new goals and a rough plan to bring something of interest to Seaward Adventures. My time and money budgets have little room for traveling and attending boating events. My focus will shift to projects that can be accomplished at home.

In my eternal quest to spend more time on the water and less time merely daydreaming on dry ground I will soon begin a new project. I intend to build a skin on frame kayak in my garage and to videotape at least some of the important parts of the process for inclusion here. I make no claim to being a competent videographer but I know the basics and hope to produce something that will not be a YouTube spectacular fail moment.

Why a skin on frame kayak? So glad you asked. I like kayaking, fiberglass is expensive, traditional building is way cool. Pound for pound SOF kayaks are some of the cheapest boats you can build. The type was developed in a land with no forests using driftwood and seal skin. The only fastenings were sinew and pegs. I have no intention of taking out a seal, nylon will do nicely to skin my boat. The frame will be made mostly from lumber I have on hand already. I will buy the least amount of lumber I can get away with. Much of it will be recycled from shelving in my garage.

There is a simple beauty in the purposeful geometry of Skin on frame kayaks. The assembly of  ribs and longitudinal members tightly bound  taught fabric emanates a vision of strength that is proven in practice. The toughness of these featherweight watercraft has been more than adequately demonstrated by enthusiasts of the type.

My first step is actually cleaning and straightening up the work area so it is sufficiently below embarrassment level for videotaping. Although I am a woodworker by trade and am employed in a modern yacht building facility my approach will feature simple tools such as most people who are “handy” will already have. The most expensive tool at my disposal is a 10 inch Delta table saw.

There will be no building prints as I will use the traditional anthropomorphic system to arrive at the crafts dimensions. Such things as arm span, height, and the width of a fist are used to measure for the kayaks length, width, depth, etc. I will be using Christopher Cunningham’s book, Building The Greenland Kayak as a guide. There are a number of builder’s in my area who might get a visit from me when I really need to pick someones brains for a better way of doing things.

If all goes well I will top off the project by making a traditional wooden paddle.  Once again the dimensions will be keyed to my arm span. I have made canoe paddles before and have used a traditional Greenland style paddle in the past. I really like them and wouldn’t want to do this project any other way. So stay tuned: film at eleven. This should be interesting.

I have been thrilled with the response that seaward Adventures has gotten from all over the world. Writing is a joyous activity for me, especially when it is connected to things I am passionate about. Blogging requires a commitment of time and money that are in short supply. I know of no way anyone can contribute time without some kind of whacked out physics being involved. If you enjoy these pages please help me with the expenses involved. Just a few dollars contributed using the PayPal donation button at the top of the starboard sidebar or use the link at the top of the port sidebar to buy Christopher Cunningham’s excellent book. Use it to follow my progress or build along with me. Any contribution is deeply appreciated and will enable me to continue sharing my seaward adventures with you.

 
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The Log Of Dragonsong: Spring Milk Shake Cruise 1993 Day 2

May 21 0300, Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum, St. Michaels, MD.

There is something about a lighthouse that brings the mind to muse on directions, dangers, and the eternal search for havens of rest. I am lounging on the upper balcony of the Hooper’s Island screwpile lighthouse as I write. Below me is the grounds of the Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum, today’s haven of rest. stretching before me is the harbor where Dragonsong lies twitching fitfully at her mooring.  This tiny craft with her broad bottom and snug cabin has brought me here to relax in the land of sailor’s lore.

This vacation was hard won in my current rat race. I need to stand back and take more than a few irons out of the fire. Winding down should be easier than this. Why isn’t it? So much has happened since last I ventured on the water for more than a day. I can’t seem to let go and stop running it all through my head like an old moving picture animation machine. The flickering images give me a headache.

All this nautical charm and vacation-land ambiance has an unreal quality. Maybe people here don’t have to study or drive long repetitious miles. Maybe they don’t worry about aging parents or long lists of waiting tasks or small, possibly, cancerous monsters growing on their skin.

I think I am developing a love-hate relationship with vacations. Is it me or is it sailing? Would this be a problem if I spent a week on a dude ranch in Montana or skiing. Perhaps I would get more out of oohing and ahhing at the latest plastic amazement amusement at Epcot Center. When I was in the third grade my family went to Disneyland. It was like living in a well ordered cartoon village where the lines always kept moving as efficiently as the cash flow. That was the late 1950’s. “Tomorrowland” didn’t look anything like today except now I’m a grownup and have the responsibility and unalloyed joy of keeping the lines moving in my own little corner of today. Time for a poem, then I am going to take a nap in the sun.

I stand by the lighthouse rail
Looking out to see myself
Searching for my vessel’s lights
Skirting the rocks and shoals
Edged around by mariners souls
Lost on moonless nights.

These lighthouses marking the dangers
That litter the edge of the land
Are built by God, not mere men,
To see so clearly where I stand.
This beacon stretches forth to comfort me
And place my vessel in fortune’s hand
So this sailor might find home again
Though his heart be left upon the sea.

May 21 2030 hours, at anchor, Leeds Creek

I napped too long on top of the lighthouse. Justine’s closes at 5:00 at this time of year. Am I the only one on Summer schedule already? I probably needed a nap more than a  milkshake anyway. Supper made up for it somewhat. The shrimp at the carpenter Street Tavern were excellent. After eating I rowed the Doughnut of the Damned back out to Dragonsong. I passed some swans along the way. They look pretty damn big from water level. the biggest one looked like he had a craving for PVC but didn’t have the nerve to act on the impulse.

With the sun close to the horizon I used the last chance at daylight to to motor across the Miles River to Leed’s Creek. it’s a very picturesque place to drop the hook for the night.  As I approached a suitable anchoring spot I killed the engine to be met by a natural silence, very deep and not penetrated by planes, trains or automobiles. Just about the time I was finished being awed by the uncommonly silent silence the air began to echo with piercing bird calls. I am not certain but I think it may be a swan. Maybe herons? I don’t know something sizable and probably hungry, or in love. Whatever, it’s a great show and beats hell out of so-called nature programs on cable TV.

So ends this day.

 

 
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