A glance over the shoulder a whisper in the mist, an echo through the trees. Spirit travelers, shamans and tricksters. As surely as his paddle slices the surface, he knows he is not alone. Poem by Wintercove Paddler in the early morning mist.
Receding storm and tidepool - Krabi, Thailand. Dec 2014. I got up really early in the morning with a plan of capturing the milky way over the Andaman shores. To may disappointment it was raining heavily with fairly strong winds. I braced myself and walked the short distance down to the beach and was rewarded an hour later with a beautiful sunrise as the storm continued west. Have a spledid weekend!