It looked like we were kayaking in tree tops. Our boats weren’t dragging, but two inches below the water’s surface were branches of what looked like pine trees.
I thought it was an illusion caused by the sunrise, reflections and shadows, but when I put my paddle into the water, it made contact with soft, Christmas tree branches. There were so many. It looked like you could throw your legs over the side of the boat and take a walk right on top of them.
No matter how far from the boat ramp we paddled, the water pines were there. At one point, I put my paddle into the water and sank it trying to find the lake floor, but I couldn’t reach it. The water was deeper than it appeared. So, we didn’t walk in the water. We paddled.
We ate sandwiches in our kayaks and watched a heron fish for her lunch. We paddled under bridges and over tiny, freshwater Christmas tree branches.
It’s amazing what can happen before lunch if you just go.