We paddled up Lake Champlain with a sunny tail wind and moderate swell.
Other sea kayakers were out on the water, so we went to say hello.
“How’s your expedition going so far?” the fellow asked us right off the bat. With all of our gear stowed in the hatches, nothing about our boats obviously suggested expedition.
“Great! How did you know we were on an expedition?” I asked.
“I was looking for you,” he told us. He had come out that day to meet a southbound expedition, from Canada to Key West. We chatted amicably for a while.
He made his own Greenland paddles with an interesting innovation, one face flat and the other curved. I tried them out, and rolled easily enough with both faces. We continued on our way.
We didn’t catch any fish, but that was okay. My uncle lives on Lake Champlain and we finished our day at his house. He’s a retired chef, so we ate well and slept in a warm bed.