By Vladimir Brezina
A week ago, over the Columbus Day weekend, we were kayak-camping at Stockport Middle Ground, one of my favorite places along the Hudson River, to paddle among the Fall colors (story and photos forthcoming!).
So on Monday a week ago, I paddled out onto the still river, shrouded in fog, as the first colors of dawn softened the sky. Honking geese flew overhead.
But what was that strange buzzing sound, and that strange object emerging from the fog upriver, gradually growing bigger?
It was Ceres!