Kayaking: Mohawk River
I left My Tracks recording GPS data for the drive home, so the map this time is slightly less awesome. I hand-edited the data and gave it back to Google Maps, but it insists on breaking it up into multiple pages of directions, and the last bit of the trip is missing from the embedded map.
View Mohawk River in a larger map
This was where we launched (photo taken after we were done). I met Anton in a small parking lot nearby, and the first thing I heard was, "that water is VERY green!" The water was very green.
This little man-made area was very neat. Everything except the water seemed to be basically in good condition with a video game style "nature overtaking man-made structure" aesthetic to it. I'm sure it was intentional. I later learned that it was Clute's Drydock, formerly used to repair and construct barges.
So we took to the water thick with duckweed, and I arbitrarily chose a direction. This is what happened:
We ended up turning around, and the water cleared up a bit. Enough to paddle. We made it to the Mohawk River but not before "paddling" through another area of seaweed.
The Mohawk River was busy with people pulling people on tubes with boats, fishing, swimming, and doing whatever else it is that people do on boats that aren't paddled by hand.
Here's roughly how the bit of our trip on the Mohawk River went.
- "Which way should we go?" "Against the wind."
- Anton inspects an old twisted up aluminum rowboat.
- "Oh, that's an island? We have to go around it!"
- We go under the I-87 bridge.
- "I think the wind changed direction. And the current is strong in the wrong direction."
- We explore a marina.
- We turn around and head upstream.
- We pass a nice area to stop and take a break but opt to move on since there are a bunch of people around.
- We pass some ducks sleeping on a rock.
- Anton disturbs all of the ducks.
- We paddle for a while until we find another place to take a break.
- A boat with a Canadian flag zooms by, making waves that get me wet and throw my kayak into some rocks as I'm trying to dry it out.
- We head back to "Duck Rock."
- We head back and head home.