At high tide, I paddled up the creek, thinking I might be able to get a lot farther up. The creek was a lot wider, so it wasn’t quite as spooky. The storm clouds were pretty spooky, however.

Just passed where I’d turned around yesterday, I discovered this lovely waterfall.

This Kingfisher was hanging out nearby.

When I got around the next bend, it was obvious I wouldn’t be able to get very far upstream, even on a very high tide. I was running out of water, and I could see huge boulders just below the surface.
