Taking pictures of water when the sun is starting to go down can be a lot of fun.
Late this fall I was busy with clients until just before 4 pm on Sunday.
We do not get a lot of daylight after five in the fall, but I was desperate to be on the water.
I stuck the kayak in and paddled out on the White Oak to enjoy the
sunset and flail the water a little. I knew I likely would not catch
anything because I would be torn between taking pictures and casting.
It was well worth the effort. I got some interesting pictures. I love the reflective quality of the first picture.
The second picture had a similar but different quality to it. If I were doing anything with the second, I would cut out the little flare at the bottom right corner.
It is pretty hard to get serious about fishing when the scenery is changing so rapidly, and when you haven't gotten a bite in your first few casts.
The clients I was with during the weekend had been searching for a place from Florida to the north, with significant time spent looking in South Carolina and Brunswick County, NC.
By the time they ran into me, they had pretty well decided what they wanted.
They took a "thirty" minute ride into the area which stretched into four hours as I showed them different choices.
I told them that we have almost as many different types of water as an Eskimos have types of snow. When you factor in how different the same water can look in specific lighting conditions, it is no wonder people are often mystified by the dark waters of the White Oak.
I got some really nice sunset shots as I worked by way back to the
house, but I was even more impressed by the stillness of the water as I
glided in Raymond's Gut.
Living on the water is truly a treat, and I am determined to enjoy every minute that I can.
When we lived on the water in Canada, it was often too cold to enjoy the water. Yesterday was November 19 and the temperature was seventy five degrees. The water is still in the sixties. We even had lunch at the Ice House in Swansboro and ate outside it was so warm.
That is one of the pleasures of living in the South on the coast. This year I have set a goal of seeing how late I can pick a ripe tomato off my three vines. I would love to get to December, but we will see.
The weather this next to last week week in November is supposed to be outstanding with temperatures getting into the mid-seventies.
