Coot. Credit: Google pictures
From the dam, I turned back north and continued on past Longdale to a group of islands near the north end of the lake. I could see what looked like a snowdrift along the northeast shore of the largest island, but could see they were birds as I got closer. I didn’t want to disturb them, so I went around the west side of the island hoping to get close enough to see what they were. In the meantime, the wind suddenly came up like someone had hit the “on” button. It sprung up out of the WNW, and quickly increased to 15 kts. So much for a light southeast breeze. As I came around the north end of the island, I realized I was too close to the birds, which I could now clearly see were American White Pelicans. There were about 200 of them. I tried to back up around the point, but it was too late, and off they flew.
Wouldn’t you know, by the time I had hauled out and finished lunch, the wind had settled into a nice 8-10 kts. from the west southwest, and the lake had flattened back out. I had made 9.3 miles, and after that sprint, and with my gear already loaded, decided that was it for the day. It was great to be on the water.