At Shelburne Beach yesterday there were a bunch of ice sheets to negotiate, like thie one Dave is drifting away on, so there was some use for the shortie ski poles and/or nail boards. This picture was at the end and he's looking for the pole he dropped.
It was a nice sunny day, around 20F and 15 kt breeze. This eagle stayed with us through most of the trip. Maybe thinking we were predators and would leave some dead fish floating in the water.
A cool-off/rest stop at about our farthest point:
Tom took some pics of me rolling, but kept asking me to do them over so he could, say, reframe the shot:
This inevitably lead to a brain freeze headache:
I caught Tom in a reverse sweep: