The water is so black it almost makes the water a mirror. I was really lucky... this was a windy day, just hung there ready during a lull and tried to read the wind. I guess seeing an open place that just says it's the top and lays out in front of you has feel to it... kinda nice. I guess that why I chose this one, tells a story of long ago beavers making a dam. Then going further down stream and making another, till there is a sting of them. They ever so slowly fill in and the beaver continue to move down stream. That kinda story.