Sitting in a narrow boat that is really more like clothing than a watercraft. Some people shoot down rivers, others wander around lakes and the ocean, often for days or weeks at a time. We call the first group river kayakers, and the second sea kayakers. I’m a sea kayaker.
Early in the trip, whenever someone asked where we were headed, I always said, “Sucia.” Well, after almost three weeks, we were about to finally land on our destination. When I was a kayak guide, over fifteen years ago, I … Continued
After Cypress we knew we wanted to head north. I had never been to the outer islands of Matia, Sucia and Patos and our friends Laurel and Omar had also recommended we check out Lummi. They had told us about … Continued
We landed at Pelican Beach, on the Northeast corner of Cypress around one pm. Our first time on this beach, we had no idea it was named for the Pelican boats, whose owners have been frequenting this very beach for … Continued
by Giovannina Souers (aka Woody’s Partner in Crime) I can’t believe we are over half way done with our trip! As we plan our route home in the next two weeks, I get excited and can’t wait to get home … Continued
It was a quick paddle to Washington park in Anacortes, where we met Maria, Ryan and Little Kedryk for a couple days of group camping with family, restocking supplies and food and – oh yes – pizza delivery for dinner … Continued
I knew that paddling through Deception Pass was going to be a seminal moment during this trip. Deception Pass is where we would leave the mostly calm and protected waters, sheltered by Whidbey Island, and make our way into the … Continued
The next morning, Craig drove us and all of our back to Mariners Cove. I borrowed a little WD-40 to help lubricate the lock on the kayak cables and gave the lock a spin to get it working. It had … Continued
The paddle north of Camano Island State Park was really quite similar to the paddle to Camano Island State Park – high bluffs, lots of beaches, really cool houses with rickety stairs down to the water. We had a bit … Continued
We were sad to say good-bye to Giovannia’s parents, but the sea was calling and we had several miles to make on a rather cold and foggy morning. After a morning stop at the Bagel Factory, Gio’s dad dropped us … Continued
