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Out on the lake at dawn
A borrowed canoe, a flask of tea, and a lake as flat as glass.
The lake is busy by nine. At six it belongs to the birds, and to anyone who can carry a canoe down the path in the dark.
The first light
The water was so still that the trees on the far side looked twice as tall. I stopped paddling and let the canoe drift.
What to bring
- A warm hat, even in summer
- Tea in a flask
- A dry bag for the phone you will not use
By the time the first motorboat came out, I was back on the shore, with cold hands and a very good mood.
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Mara Lindqvist
Walks, trains and slow weeks away. Mara writes the travel and outdoor posts of the journal.
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