“Hey, look! There’s one following us!” Robin Francis exclaimed.
The rest of our kayak group quickly spun around, but of course, the elusive seal had already ducked below the surface. We might as well.
A brisk tailwind that pushed our kayaks toward the eastern tip of Fishers Island last Sunday would have been a lot more beneficial if it weren’t for the near-full moon flood tide surging against us.
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A blustery northwest wind blasted spray off whitecaps on the Connecticut Rive last Saturday, when friends and I prepared to launch kayaks from a small beach at the end of Elys Ferry Road in Lyme.
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This Sunday, friends and I plan to start the New Year the same way we’ve kicked off every Jan. 1 for more than half a century: with a joyous dash and frigid splash.
Four buddies carried out southeaste.
Shallow channels, shoals, sandbars, reefs, rocks and hummocks that surround the Norwalk Islands make for tricky navigation via powerboat, but popular among