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The annealing waters…

Every so often, once a month or thereabouts, I strap my kayak atop my car and head to the Carolina coast and the ocean.

Ostensibly it’s to fish. There is a reason, though, why they sell the ocean’s bounty in grocery stores; that’s where I slink in, empty-handed after a fruitless (fish less?) day on the water, to buy my redfish.

Debris is an all-too-common sight in the backwaters and creeks of the inter coastal. I'd rather be catching fish but don't think twice to lift out flotsam with the business end of my paddle.

Debris is an all-too-common sight in the backwaters and creeks of the intracoastal waterway.  I’d rather be catching fish but don’t think twice to lift out flotsam with the business end of my paddle.

But there is something I do catch as I paddle along; plastic and polystyrene. That happened again this past weekend as I stalked fish in the intracoastal waterway adjacent to Charleston, South Carolina. Caught up in the reeds and muddy oyster beds and carried along by the tide are the predictable catch of soda bottles and snow white poly.

There’s plenty of storage on the Ocean Kayak (fish aren’t taking up any room) so I lash my sordid finds atop the aft deck and off I go again in search of fish. I’ve yet to bring a plastic bag with me since these trips are all about sport; I don’t think I’ll forget the next time.

If anything, it gives impetus to my daily walks 150 miles inland. Every piece of junk I collect is one less item that could wash down a storm drain and eventually end up bobbing up and down here. I’d rather not see junk floating about these otherwise annealing waters I find so soothing. I’m sure the fish would rather not see it, too.

About Dave Bradley (260 Articles)
I'm the one behind two totally unrelated blogs; one on 15 years of writing a weekly letter to my kids (plus other recipients), the other on my localized environmental responsibility. I'm a writer by trade and both endeavors are accepted practice for me. As for the letters, my adult children Ellen and Reid may have seen letters as corny at one point, but it's accepted practice for them, too, to find something in their mailbox other than bills and junk mail. Email and texting don't do a lot for me for a lot of different reasons. Snail mail has its place in the communicative world so as long as they keep selling stamps, I'm buying. As for 'Pick Up Your Path' and the environment, I advocate what citizens can do themselves to take a direct hand in their neighborhood environment. But Pick Up Your Path is also a general environmental blog. It may be largely about litter and trash, but both of those are just one element of the total environmental picture.

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