Bolgoda lake

Since it was just me and my father I hardly prepared myself, I knew my father usually does his homework very well. However I was quite eager to get my hands with the grip of the paddles. Yes it was a kayaking trip we went, in the Bolgoda Lake.

We started at around half past eight, started paddling into the Bolgoda lake from the Panadura River.
it didn’t take long for the strain on your shoulders to be noticed. I must admit that my shoulder strength is very minimum.

The paddling continued we soon managed to paddle in unison, and with steady float all there were was to get to grips with the beauty around. It was fusion of nice looking concrete structures and the nature. There were fish jumping up may be even two feet off the water, I had no clue as to what prompted them but yea it was the wild giving us an animal show.
 

We soon went under the bridge and were heading towards what looked like a small island, indeed it was! I jumped out of the kayak scouted around was dismayed by all the littering but yet it proved a great place! It’s hard to describe!  From there we took a left where we passed the rowing club. It was a pity to see hundreds of boats just piled up waiting to rowed and sailed. We paddled towards San Michel’s went around it and then slowly paddled towards what they called The Island. This was my favorite part of the kayaking trip, there were nelum(lotus may be) flowers, I mean hundreds of them most were white while a few were pink in color. Few patches of the pink flowers among the rest of the white flowers made it a story books picture, or more rather a perfect shot for the best of the movies.

Among the pretty flowers were a pelican looking out for its brunch, softly and steadily we paddled into the bird, the pelican was getting ever so close may be even ten fifteen feet at times, what a site it was! We followed it for quite a long while and I really cherished it!

But our happy times were in the cloud cover and eventually pouring rain! It rained quite hard I don’t think that we could even see fifty feet away from us, this is when I knew that I didn’t do my homework, even though thathi too didn’t have a raincoat in the kayak I at least saw his one in the car :P. I felt the chill running down my body, But guess what? The Good Lord who always cares and loves showed us the perfect place to find shelter. It was a raised up water house where we went right under it and found shelter and stayed away from the elements. Soon after the showers we paddled back onto that little island where we had our lunch. It was indeed a great kayaking trip! Sadly I never took my camera hope old age wouldn’t fade away the crystal clear memories of mine J