Saturday, July 21, 2012

Lovers Point/Cannery Row


In the mood

I was talking to someone on the phone today. He wants to get together to buy a paddle. Fair enough, but I told him I'd already be on the water by then. Well, when would I be finished? I don't know, I tell him, I feel like paddling all day. All the way to Moss Landing. Just put in and go.

Love is a new kayak

And so we're back together again after all these years. Like a salmon returning home to spawn, to me this "is kayak", it's imprinted on me, I am coming home. This is the first boat I paddled with Steve Scherrer so long ago. A Tempest 170. I finally found one for cheap (in candy apple red, my midlife crisis boat). Sure there's no skeg, sure it's missing a toggle or two, is badly battered and bruised. But this is a boat with character. This is a girl I can grow old with. I can surf and roll and camp out of her all at once. This gal can do it all.