Was able to slip out for a short paddle after laying my children down for bed yesterday evening. The fires far West of us have rendered the horizon a muted grey most evenings, and I wanted to try to capture the clarity of the water in opposition to the haze, but also managed to grab a shot of a common loon as it gave me a second to frame it against the infinite abyss beyond. I am pleased with how it turned out given my relative haste to arrange the photo before it dove down once again in search of dinner.
Funny you mention it, there is a gull which has a call distinctly reminiscent of that used in Jaws that I hear in the early AM, bringing back terrifying memories from childhood. Thankfully this is fresh water, and the only thing to fear are absent-minded boats.