Cruise of the Purple Terror

On our trip down the Neches river, we heard and saw signs of far more birds and animals than we actually encountered. The woods were full of migrating birds full of spring fever, and the result was bird song all day long. That lots of animals were in the area as well was evident whenever we pulled our kayak up onto a bank or sandbar. There were tracks everywhere: birds, deer, raccoons, plus some we couldn’t identify.

Raccoon tracks

I particularly like the mystery tracks — tiny wandering traces that something small made but that I couldn’t hope to identify.

Wandering mystery tracks

We did get to see birds and animals as well, but not nearly as many as we knew must be there. It wasn’t long before we realized that everything was afraid of us. Birds and animals that caught sight of us would fly or run off long before we were close enough to be any danger. The turtles sunning themselves on the snags that stuck out of the water along the banks would “abandon ship” when we were still a hundred yards away. Rarely did we actually get to see a turtle. What we usually saw was the splash they made diving into the river to hide from us.

Big Thicket is a preserve, not a park, so it does have a hunting season, and that may be why the critters were so wary.

A sandpiper either braver or dumber than his buddies

Or, it could be the fact that the Neches doesn’t get much traffic. The owner of the canoe rental company that shuttled us to and from the river says he puts 150 canoes in a nearby creek for every one he puts on the Neches.

A great blue heron who has seen us coming

But I think the real reason everything ran from us was the sight of our bright purple kayak.

A heron that wouldn't even wait long enough to get away from us

Every time I saw turtles leaping into the water, a little voice in my head would say, “Run! Hide! It’s the Purple Terror!” It took me a while to realize that the phrase “Purple Terror” was familiar to me because I’d heard it in a movie*. I don’t think this will be our final choice for a boat name, but it is one the animals chose for us, and I’m sure we’ll refer to it as the Purple Terror again in the future.

*I’m pretty sure it comes from a movie within the movie Singin’ in the Rain.

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Kit Dunsmore

Kit Dunsmore has believed in the magic underlying the muggle world since she was a child searching for the Shetland pony pooka she was sure was hiding in her back yard. She learned early on that books were magic doors into other worlds, and that she could revisit a beloved character or place by opening the right book. As she grew, she decided she wanted to make magic with words, too. Today Kit writes about things she loves: poodles and dragons, witches and artists, quirky underdogs and loyal friends. Whether her setting is 6th-century England, the imaginary Twelve Kingdoms, or an art-obsessed version of modern America, magic always finds its way into her story. She enjoys turning fairy tales inside out and watching characters sacrifice everything to reach their goal, but she also believes in happy endings. When she isn't writing, Kit experiences magic by making things with her hands. Over the years, she's made quilts, fabric sculptures, collages, sweaters, and blank books. Her newest interest is learning how to spin her own yarn, a skill guaranteed to strengthen one of her many delusions: that she is a self-sufficient pioneer woman. She also thinks she is a hobbit, a witch, an artist, and a good cook. Living in the foothills of Colorado, Kit enjoys the giant skies and prairie landscapes which suit her need for wide open spaces. In addition to hiking through glorious scenery with her husband or imagining herself living in the Middle Ages, Kit works as a pillow for her miniature poodle and polishes the next small piece of her handmade life.

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