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| My first mtb hero. Juli. Completely unrelated to this post, but a cool photo by "Kid" Riemer from Salsa. |
I did go for a kayak out into the ocean yesterday, though. Found an island full of seagulls, lit a big bonfire, and basically lived like a wildman. That was fun. I don't think the vikings would've been as careful putting the fire out, though.
And honestly, a little humbling. The waves started to get a little big, and I started to feel pretty small in my little kayak. All I could think was to keep perpendicular to the waves, and thank goodness that worked out.
But it sure did remind me about getting in over your head. About respecting nature. About common knowledge. That when R.E.I. staff says you'll need something, it just might be a good idea to listen to them (in this case, I was afeared I was going to soon need either a paddle float or a bailing pump (is that the right name?) or both.)
In retrospect, I think I went a little further out toward the "real" ocean this time than I did last time. I headed for the point of Forest River Park, then out to sea, rather than coming from Salem Willows and staying in the "shadow" of the islands as I approached them. I did make it to an island further "out" than before- but there was no place to come ashore that I could see. I decided to return to the island I knew. (which would mean putting the waves behind me and using them to my advantage vs. fighting through them).
All told, if you have a kayak, an ocean, and some uninhabited islands at your disposal, I heartily recommend it.




