I woke up Sunday morning and checked the weather. My legs were a little sore from hiking Spurwink Island Path the day before. I thought about going for another hike, but when I checked the weather I decided it was a good morning for paddle instead.
I quickly emailed a bunch of people to let them know I was going to be in Bay Bulls if they were interested in joining. It was short notice so I didn't expect anyone to show, but you just never know.
Arriving at the slipway there were kayaks waiting. The Outfitters operates tours in the area and I knew I would likely encounter them on my way back.
Stillness...
I handrailed the southern side, checking out some caves along the way...
Fowl company...
A little waterfall....
A bigger one...
Ah yes, my destination. I paddled and weaved among Baboul Rocks for a while, preoccupied with my thoughts....
... and watching the Puffins...
.. and the cod jigging persons...
... and then made my way around the headland to have a look at Gull Island in Witless Bay. I thought about paddling over to the island, but decided to turn back.
I chatted with some of the fishermen in the vicinity for a while and watched a fellow haul in a pot-bellied, sizable cod, but most were smaller sized. I finally started making my way back along the way I had come.
In the distance I could see the touring paddlers and suspected who might be guiding today...
Yep, it was The G-man. Been a while since I've him.
They weren't going much further out and so I decided to tag along to add a couple more kilometres to the morning.
What a splendid morning on the water!
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