Here are the GPS coordinates for Limekiln Lake: 43° 43' 3.2952" -74° 48' 4.2726" I'm sorry to say these aren't from my TomTom, as I forgot to plug it in! That's what happens when you already know how to get somewhere, I guess. Hopefully I'll remember to check the TomTom coordinates next time. So, these numbers came from Google Maps and may not be quite as accurate, but should get you near the boat launch.
It was a chilly morning-- by this summer's standards anyway. Again we had morning wind... in the seven seasons we've been kayaking, we've never seen this many windy mornings. I'm not sure if it's the overall weather pattern, a fluke that we're kayaking on all the windy mornings lately, or what. The good news is, each time this has happened, (3 times) we've paddled to a more sheltered area and within an hour and a half or so, the wind has died down. The ripples in the above photo don't seem to show how strong the wind blew at times, right in our faces. Around the point to the left is an inlet which is sheltered, and that's where we headed.
Here is a photo as we neared the sheltered area:
This sheltered area with a marsh and sometimes a beaver dam, is in the northeast part of the lake. From the boat launch, paddle left/east, past a bay where the private houses (and the motorboats) are and toward the three small islands in the distance (all of them are near the southeastern shore.) Once near the smallest of the islands, which isn't much more than a big rock and some pine trees, head northerly to the scene in the photo above.
A lot more water plants, particularly grasses, were growing here compared to our last paddle a few years ago. We're guessing the water level is lower, though that is really the only sign we saw of the dry summer here. With a dam at its outlet, it's safe to say that when possible, the water levels are kept at a consistent level.
As we approached the inlet, we began to see many sets of eyes peering at us from the surface of the water. I planned to post the photo, but there's no point since it's far enough away that you can't really tell what all the eyes are all about. Let's just say that there were a gazillion frogs on the thick grasses in this area! I'll get to their individual portraits in a couple of minutes.
We saw many black ducks, known to reside here. They have never failed to make an appearance-- either in the inlet or the outlet. Below, Brody sees the ducks and is, naturally, very interested.
On our way into this area, we saw a kingfisher hanging out on the branch of a dead tree. We hadn't seen one here before so it was fun to catch a glimpse of him. Since we were headed his way, he didn't stay long and flitted off to another tree in the distance.
The inlet is the perfect spot for many marsh loving plants, including the Soapwort Genetian:
And the Pitcher Plant:
Look closely at the plant on the right and you will see a bee on its tip. Chances are he'll end up in its liquid at the base of the pitcher plant, soon to become plant food.
The flower below is a mystery. They grow on long, thin stalks, and those that I've seen fully open, look a bit like tufts of cotton, reminding me slightly of milkweed, but without the seeds (that I could see) and much shorter strands of cottony fiber. The wildflower site I was so happy to find did not yield any results. If anyone knows what this plant is, please let me know.
While trying to take photos of the many frogs on the lake's grasses near the inlet, I snapped this reflection shot of my husband: