A five-day kayaking and photography trip on Georgian Bay with White Squall is an unforgettable experience. Our guides – Sarah, Erin and Meaghan – herded, cosseted and fed us with grace, humour and skill. Our photographic resources – Doug Elsey and Thom Morrissey – were a constant source of information, gizmos and fun that helped us understand the fascinating world of digital photography. My fellow paddlers were a terrific bunch of people with common objectives – fun, paddling and photography (and oh yes, wine with dinner!)
Since a picture is worth a thousand words, I thought a photographic journal would convey the beauty of this trip better than any sentences I could string together.
A funnel cloud spun its way towards us within the first hour of arriving at base camp
By sunset, the winds had abated and the clouds lit up in a spectacular display of golds and pinks
A quiet cove on the leeward side of an island provided shelter from heavy winds. We beached the kayaks and reveled in the glory of the scenery around us.
Isn't there a Group of Seven picture that looks like this??!
Water lilies smiled up at us from tiny ponds nestled in the giant rocks that make up the islands of Georgian Bay
Evening yoga overlooking the Bay. Can it get any better?
Sunsets reach out like the fingers of the universe, stretching out in glorious colour
And Day Two draws to a close
I just liked the look of this lonely boat anchor on the rock
A low sky and high winds caused us to paddle to another sheltered bay where the rocks rose out of the water like sleeping giants
High above the Bay, five members of our group survey the prospects of leaping into the water. Will they do it?
All for one and one for all.....
You only live once - LEAP!!
Many of our group got up at 5:45 every morning to capture the sunrise. For those of you who know me, I am a little cynical about sunrise, regarding it as sunset on a different horizon. However, I did manage to drag my lazy butt out of bed one day for an early morning paddle and shoot. And yes, I have to admit, the light is special at that time of the day.
A lighthouse overlooks the mouth of the river, not far from our base camp
The morning light brings out the pinks and oranges of the rocks against the blue of the water. There is very little wind this morning so paddling was pure joy
Out again in the afternoon, we paddled to another island and hiked the rocks. We were rewarded with grand views of the Bay and sweeping vistas of rock and water.
The rocks appeared to have giant black footprints embedded in their surface.
Yoga overlooking the Bay is an uplifting experience
In the evening, we headed out again, for a sunset paddle. The soft blue and rosey hues of the sky against the trees and rock were a perfect backdrop to the glassy surface of the water
As the dark deepened, one of our guides, Sarah, took to the water
A perfect ending to a perfect day
Our last day. Where has the time gone? Only enough time for one last early paddle before breakfast, and then pack up our gear. I dawdle, taking a few more pictures before being gently nudged by Erin to head for breakfast.
A final look at the shoreline before heading for breakfast
Time to say goodbye