Voyages of Liberte
Paddling the Barra Lagoon
01/23/2010
Brother John always find the wildlife, and on this paddle just before nightfall, we saw a huge array of birds massing in the mangrove trees for the night: Herons, egrets, ibus, coromorants and pelicans, all pushing and shoving, honking and grunting and clacking in many voices and generally raising a ruckus.
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An embarrassment of riches
01/23/2010
Every night Mother Nature digs out the Crayola box and goes to work. Just when you think it just can't get any better, it does.
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Alien creatures
01/23/2010
Recently sighted on the beach at sunset, they are extremely tall and very hard to catch.
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Long walks on the beach
01/23/2010
Our nightly ritual in Tenecatita Bay is to paddle the kayaks ashore through the surf, then walk barefoot down a mile of wide open beach, rolling small coconuts like bowling balls for Sammy to chase down.
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Haiku in the sand
01/23/2010
Beachcombing is like being a kid again, with great interest and curiosity in the smallest details. "The universe in a grain of sand, and eternity in an hour."
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Skies over Tenecatita
01/23/2010
We knew my brother John and his friends were on the beach releasing baby sea turtles, and for Rebecca and I watching the skies from the bow of Liberte, life seemed very complete and wonderful in our little world. The brush strokes in the upper atmosphere changed by the moment.
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