Our time at Fly Basin was very peaceful, quiet and relaxing.  Al set out a crab trap a couple of times, but all he caught was a small female crab covered with barnacles, which of course he threw back.  Other people have caught crabs here, so I guess we just haven’t found the right spot, or the commercial crabbers have cleaned them out.

I paddled the shoreline each morning, looking for photo ops.  There are lots of old moss- covered tortured cedars that look like they’ve been barely hanging on here for centuries.

 

The first day, I paddled and paddled, thinking all I was going to get was exercise.  Finally, I found this robin hopping along the shore looking for a meal.

 

 

I thanked him for his photo and continued on my way.

The shoreline is dotted with several pretty little coves.

 

And, I found this very small creek.

 

 

The second day, I set out along the opposite shore.  Once again, I wasn’t finding any wildlife.  This bright orange fungus caught my eye.

 

While I was photographing the fungus, in my peripheral vision, I caught some movement of what I thought was a duck.  To my surprise, when I zoomed in on it, I discovered that it was a mink swimming for shore.  Unfortunately, he was moving right along, swimming for all he was worth, and I was having to shoot right into the sun, so the shot isn’t great.

 

 

 

 

This beautiful little white wildflower caught my eye.

 

 

And, there were hostas and skunk cabbage.

 

I spotted what I thought was an unusually colored rock.  It turned out to be the remains of a stump.  It almost looked petrified. 

What I thought must be its roots turned out to be the remains of tube worms.