Voyages of Liberte
Paddling the Barra Lagoon

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.

An embarrassment of riches

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.

Alien creatures

Recently sighted on the beach at sunset, they are extremely tall and very hard to catch.

Long walks on the beach

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.

Haiku in the sand

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."

Skies over Tenecatita

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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Who: David and Rebecca Kilmer
Port: Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, USA
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