Waiting for the sunrise.
6:46 AM
Chilly. Went back inside for a cap and jacket
6:59 it appeared
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Let things warm up a bit, on the water at 9:07
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Black skimmers have a habit of taking off, and landing in the same spot
I think I went past the wreck in the Number 2 Channel once. On Wednesday, or Thursday. The rest of by stay, I was never out at high tide.
Looking for something, bait, chum, in the oyster beds. On my Sunday walk, a guy fishing on the Big Dock had a bucket of oyster shells and other debris. He was using it as chum to attract sheepshead
Photo bomber
A pile of discarded clam debris. As mentioned in yesterday's Tale with the kiosk photo of how it is recycled back into the Gulf.
This is not recycled material
When the white pelicans were farther away from this, I thought, is that a house?
Carefully paddled in the shallow water to get a closer view
Looking for eagles in the Scale Key pines. Did not see any.
The Number 3 bridge is a popular fishing spot
CMAN site. NOAA weather station
Landed at 12:12. To 331 for lunch.
Checking on the kayak, 2:30.
Thought of biking to Southern Cross Seafood for dinner fixins, but my backpack is down to one strap. A bag of clams is heavy.
I went to Sandy's Produce
I usually get medium clams. But, the small clam I had at the Island Room as part of the Seafood Boil were tasty. So I went with those. And bay scallops.
Back in the yak at 3:30
Paddled out to Atsena Otie
Looking for eagles
Someone needs to tell this asshole its a Wildlife Refuge
Osprey
37 minute gap between photos. It was wavy.
And windy. Viking weather
I'll probably hit this piling later, I thought.
I worried I would not see the sunset from the kayak, but the wind died.
Let the show begin!
Trying to replicate the Yak Tales cover
And then
it was
gone
Landed at 5:50
Dinner. In addition to clams and scallops, it has bacon, red onion, summer squash. In tomato sauce, over bow tie pasta
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