Stupid People take me off my game
I set out from home in sunny and almost calm weather. The tide is dropping, the high tide being a bit before I like to wake up. This limits my options since many of the rivers go shallow or have unbeatable currents when they go to low tide. I head south along the shore and when I get to Merwin Point, I bear out towards Charles Island. The weekend approaches. The amateur hour is nigh. Fortunately, in the calm, the sound of boat motors carries far. Charles Island. A bird sanctuary closed to the public during the summer, except for the stupid people who assured me that they could walk around the edge of it. They even take time to read the well-placed sign, and ignore it. In all the time and chance meetings that I have had in my canoe, I have never once convinced anyone to stop doing something foolish, dangerous or downright stupid, and it is always someone with marginal skills in rental boat. But, that is summer in a town where people ...
