Tide was going out and Charlotte Harbor was pretty choppy. We didn't go far before turning toward home. It's never worth it when the winds begin gusting and the white caps begin to appear. As we returned, I caught eye of this. Endearing I thought. The winds did not stop this Dad and first mate. They were on a mission. They kayaked out to this quickly rising sandbar and set out to discover. It doesn't matter the mission, it was the journey that mattered. Ingrained in their memories will be this adventure and the time they spent together. I've enjoyed such moments but always yearn for more.
Nikon D610; 28-300mm, 1/1500sec, F5.6, ISO 200, 300mm
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