The wood stork flew away, as did the glossy ibis. I followed them, up River.
I had been on the River 30 minutes, and wasn't very far from the launch area. I decided I'd drift and paddle slowly down River until 5 after 3, then turn back. The wind, and current were at my back. On the way back, I'd have to battle both.
Caught a glimpse of a deer on the east bank. Paddled back to where it had been, hoping it, or another might show itself, no such luck. Speaking of luck.
Belted kingfisher in flight. Photo is just lucky on my part. I was trying to catch it on the tree, just dumb luck that I got a relatively sharp picture of one of these darting, diving birds.
Turn around point. 3:08 pm according to the time stamp. A slow paddle today. Did not even get to Blackwater Creek, which I reached in an hour 45 to weeks ago.. Saw five people. A father and son on a dock, one guy in a motor boat, 2 guys camping, at a spot on the east bank where people often camp. Illegally. The only camping allowed in the Preserve is on horse trails. But, I've never seen a ranger, so chance are they won't get caught, Two guys, two motor boats. Puss... opps, this is a family site. Wimps.
Another lucky shot as an ibis decides to take flight as I am taking its picture.
Finally saw some kayakers just as I was returning to Katie's. A group of about eight was landing. So, I went past the landing for another look at birds. The alligator was in the same spot. Saw the glossy ibis again, no pic this time.