The ones I wanted were right by the little outlet creek.
Passing the resting - and unperturbed - geese, I walked to the shore, set up my GoPro on the painter pole I use to stick it underwater and waded in.
The shoreline water was sun-warmed and pretty close to the temperature of the humid, smoky air above it. Every step I took sent up clouds of silt and set the lilies pads shifting on the ripples. Stopping by a nice-looking patch, I stood still to allow everything to settle.
Then the geese flew by as the dirt bikes passed and I rippled the whole thing again.
But it gave me a chance to really look at the pads.