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Mission Bay to channel paddle, CA
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| Kayak | 4.81 Miles |
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| | Kayak | 4.81 Miles | 1 Hour 49 Mns | | 2.80 mph |
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| no partners | | Launching with a group I mostly didn't know, at the local kayak shop, we paddled out the channel to the ocean. However, me being the NOOB here, I didn't have a spray skirt! I'm from Arizona. We don't need no stinking skirts in Arizona! (Well, actually I am from San Diego.) But anyway, we were already on our way in the bay when someone said to me, "Where's your skirt?" I said I didn't think I needed one. I thought we were paddling in the bay. She said we are going out the channel to the ocean, and it's rough today, and the swells are pretty big. She said I could stay inside or I could go out there and see how it is.
Well, we paddled out the channel. The others got way ahead, except for one gal who stayed with me. I was the slow hiker here. Sheesh. Humble pie. Anyway, the gal who stayed with me is one who is going to Baja with us next week, and she is very nice. She had just bought a new kayak and hadn't rolled it yet, so she wanted to be in the bay anyway, to practice. (More humble pie. I can't roll...yet.)
We got out there at the end of the Mission Beach jetty. I've been out there before in a sailboat a few times. The swells were pretty big. Way up we'd go on to the top of a hill, and way back down again to a valley. The group stopped to wait for us. Then Erin, my new pal, told them I didn't have a skirt. Immediately Pat, another one of the Baja crew, and a kayaking instructor, came over and said he'd go back with us. They were super nice about it. This snafu showed me I'm going to Baja with really nice folks.
So back we went, over the top of a swell and WOOOO down the other side. The swells don't break. But in my boat it felt like each one was going to break over my stern. Up to the top, and WOOOO down to the valley again. And we were into the channel and back to the bay in no time.
We saw some sea lions playing. I saw the biggest great blue heron I've ever seen. Lots of gulls and cormorants, of course.
So, once back in the bay we paddled under one of the bridges to near a sandy beach. That was the good place for Erin to practice her roll. (She needed practice? It was flawless each time!) I was duly impressed. She made it look easy. Of course, she is under 40 years old. But I want to do that! Pat says he'll teach me when we're in Baja. Warm water! But I need a skirt.
Apparently this is a regular early morning short paddle--too short--and everyone wants to be back at the dock by 8:30. I wasn't sure of the reason. I wanted to paddle around in the bay some more but they said the dock gate would be locked. I was thinking there are probably a hundred live-aboards out there, someone would let me out. But I went back with them.
I'll post a few photos. But it won't hold a candle to Baja. Just wait! We're going to Coyote Bay, south of Mulege. |
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low 80's high 70's all week 
Me and the family walked up and down the beach and boardwalk all week. I was sporting my new HAZ shirts, so if anyone saw a heavyset tattooed guy wearing a "hikearizona.com" shirt it was me 
I highly suggest taking a trip here to do nothing 
