The boyfriend and I spent hours on Woodward Reservoir this past Monday. I kept paddling the circumference round and round in circles while he searched for the two remaining fish residing in this body of water post-Irene. What a stark contrast to the hundred beds surrounding the islands on Kent Pond in Killington. But on our quiet and distinct journeys we enjoyed the pleasure of having an entire reservoir all to ourselves. It seemed at the time like the epitome of a feeling like just another part of a greater whole... No wonder we didn't want to leave and ended up staying on the water until sunset :)
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