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Meeting Announcement
Safety Tips: Shoulder Injuries by Robert Langley
History of Buffalo Bayou: Cotton King Festival by Louis Aulbach
Welcome New Members
Backwater Backwash: Life on the River (report from a paddling Mom - Cecilia Gill)
Trip Reports: with emphasis on wildlife
Dancer by Donna Grimes
Wildlife Rescue by Paul Woodcock
The Deer and the Coyote by Anne Olden
Llamas, Anyone? by Robert Langley
The World According to Gar by Cindy Bartos
Floating Goat by Joanna Johnson
Paddling with a Manatee by Paul Woodcock
Hawks and Snakes by Ken Barnard
A Bull Session by Bob Arthur
The Spirit of the Eagle by Paul Woodcock
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Life in and on the River
By Cecilia Gill
Welcome to "Backwater Backwash", a random and incomprehensible
collection of thoughts, observances and experiences in no particular order,
so that it makes absolutely no sense at all.
Animal encounters in, on and near the water. We've all had them. Some
are as simple and mundane as spotting a few birds or seeing some fish.
Some are as spectacular and harrowing as seeing and touching a manatee
or having an alligator slap the side of your boat. Any body of water can
have its share of residents to encounter, from a small pond to the vast
ocean.
I have been told tales of people trying to dig a stuck deer out of mud,
or seeing moose in the water as they paddled by.
I was told once about a fellow in Alaska who was innocently kayaking a
river and went through a rapid, surprising a few bear who were fishing
along the way. He never paddled during Salmon Season again, so the story
goes. I've also heard pretty much the same story, but with a tragic ending.
I have learned that sometimes, when YOU see something, you probably should
keep it to yourself.
Once while paddling with some friends on the San Marcos, we saw a snake
swimming
with a large fish in its mouth across the river. The kayaker who was closest
to the snake hadn't seen him. I told him to wait for the snake to get
across. Instead, he freaked, paddled blindly like a maniac, scared the
snake (who dropped the fish,) flipped and rolled. "Great. You just
made a snake lose its lunch. Way to go."
On a paddle to Lake Charlotte with a novice in the bow of my canoe a while
back, we picked up a hitchhiker: a Shrimp Spider. All
I did was say, "Hey, look at this cool little spi-..." and the
girl in the front of the boat shrieked and about made us capsize! I had
a hard time calming her down. Later, we got a large gray spider of some
kind in the boat. I leaned down to the spider and whispered, "Be
very, very quiet..."
I have learned that sometimes you see and learn new things.
I took a friend of mine to Armand Bayou to fish out of my canoe once.
He caught a gar! It was the first time I had ever seen one of those prehistoric,
vicious looking things up close and personal! It
was terrifying! The thing managed to get itself off the hook, so we used
the paddle and the net to get that thing AWAY from us and out of the boat!
It was an astounding 10 inches long! I still have nightmares...
On the San Bernard, I discovered that a newly hatched, colorless crabling,
no bigger than a sesame seed, is perfectly
formed and can still pinch you. Also, while kayak surfing in Padre Island
South Beach, I discovered that sometimes the fins sticking out of the
water belong to dolphins......and sometimes they don't!
I also discovered that some ducks can be viciously territorial if you
paddle too close to their nests. Of course, a vicious duck is kind of
funny...
Some of the most precious animal encounters I remember having myself,
others might not find all that fascinating. Like sitting in the boat under
a tree, observing a Crab Spider weaving her web. Or spying on a fishing
heron. Or letting minnows nibble at my legs in the water. Or watching
a dog splashing in to retrieve a toy. Or seeing a mama cow and her calf
standing on the bank, mooing. Nothing too exciting, but memorable all
the same.
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SYOTR!
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