The story goes that when I pulled up to put the boat in right there at the launch was an amazing big fat loon. I was thrilled and calmly walked back to the truck cab to snag the camera - boom, loon gone. I was sad as I've had bad luck trying to get photos of loons all these years. Alas, he showed back up too far away once we were paddling. Not to fear apparently there are about 3 hanging around and yes, all extremely shy so I'll just have to take these shots as "good enough" for now. Honestly, just hearing them call makes me smile as I do when the sandhill cranes cackle out by my house.