(Me now: I miss this. My neglected kayaks languish in the garage)
First time I’ve gone out in January, so I guess there isn’t so much a season for Kayaking, as Conditions trump Calendar. 
I gather that Hingham Harbor leaves those white markers attached to the moorings at the end of the season. Makes sense, the narrow pole, if frozen in, would slip through the ice (if we get ice this year).
This is Langley Island, nothing on here but birds. Not many now, but in the summer, SRO.
Remember this rock?
Last August.
High Tide. 
Lucky for them, I measured it past mid-tide. Four foot to bottom today, roughly five feet lower than the shots from August when the kids were diving off the rocks. This shot shows the bottom beneath the cliff.
Rock and hard packed gravel. Ah! to be young and invincible. Continue reading
On the North River 