What was it that old Horace wrote? Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero! Carpe diem. Seize the day! And last Monday was a day on which to do just that. After a frigid winter season the ponds (and I assume the creeks and bays) were finally clear of ice (interestingly enough last year's ice was still there at the end of March) and so it was time to put the hull-raisers back on the car, grab a boat and head out.
My first paddle of the season was on, or rather around, Mill Pond in Water Mill. Not the most exciting three miles, but it felt so good to be out there after four months of kayak stagnation. The air temperature was in the low forties fahrenheit, and the water was cold and murky. The photos speak the rest.