Day 22
The sun shone all all day. In the
morning I had a robust tailwind as I paddle between densely packed
islands and the mainland.
I stopped for a brief break and noticed
an otter floating at the surface just behind me. He was either
asleep, meditating, or silently stalking fish from above. It was the
closest I've ever gotten to one, apparently completely unaware of my
presence.
I took out my camera, which made a beep
when I turned it on. The otter's head shot out of the water and
looked directly at me. We stared at each other for a moment. My
camera made another digital sound when I hit the zoom and with a
splunk the otter dived into the opaque water. I took another moment to set my camera on silent.
I cut straight across a bay between an
archipelago and the mainland and then headed north in only slightly
more exposed water. Under a large light house I found a kind of
seaweed that I had been told was edible and been meaning to try.
At first the large flat leaf was
crunchy and tasted similar to the other sea weed I had been snacking
on. As the leaf dissolved in my mouth something happened. My mouth
was full of ooze. It didn't taste bad, it just felt salty and oozy. I decided
to end the experiment and spit it out.
In the afternoon I paddled under clear
skies over calm waters. The mountains above me stood proud in perfect kayaking weather.
I ended my happy day after eight hours
of paddling just north of Uran.
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