The bright yellow of my kayak shined among the browns and greens. The clear water around it gave a look of purity, bathing everything around it. Summers heat was not here to grow the floating foliage, and breed all of the insects sure to be rampant soon. I felt no danger, no annoyance, the only worry was, would I find the water trail back. I am grateful we have this available to us, what was created before us is still around, and not so difficult to find.