Water reflected back images of the sky and two people gliding across the surface in a wooden canoe. Early morning silence broken only by loons diving, frogs attempting to mate in the swamp and my date. "Look, there's a moose with a calf wading along the edge."
This was an activity I loved. My parents had taken me canoeing often when I was little. I love the smooth motion, the silent speed and being able to look down into the clear water and feel like I'm flying above a whole different world.
My honey and I could combine adventure with exercise and a picnic. The food had been my idea and I packed two different salads, a loaf of bread and my favorite vegan chocolate tofu cake topped with cherries.
Halfway around the lake, he gestured toward a sand bar. We paddled to it and pulled the canoe out of the water. My quilt was perfect for spreading out the meal. I'm glad I brought a pillow too because I fell asleep from the combination of fresh air, exercise and being sated.
We woke in time to paddle the rest of the way around the lake before dark and enjoy the pinks, reds and purples of the sunset. If not for sharing the late afternoon lake with water skiers, people fishing and the huge party barges filled with revelers, we might have felt like explorers on an expedition of discovery.
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