Every morning is a negotiation between the part of me that wants to stay in bed, and the part that wants to get out on the water. This morning was especially difficult, as last night we'd gone to the 9:30 Club for the Old 97s show. It's a better workout than paddling, as the music moves me physically and mentally. My ears are still ringing, and my calves ache froms standing and dancing for hours. But I made it out this morning.
Once out of Crab Creek and onto the South River, I noticed big bugs on the water. Lots of them. Turns out they were lantern flies, and not all of them were did. Some were paddling their legs frantically to get out of the water. I wasn't going to give them a paddle up. They are quite beautiful, but invasive.