Kayaking: A Pounding At The Bar
The gale blew itself out by midnight Friday, though we could still hear rain spatter on the roof of the steel building on Whaler Island where we’d taken refuge.
Ancestral Home of the Yurok Nation
When we came in from the sea Saturday afternoon, after a seven-hour paddle from Crescent City, we aimed for a beach by a tall rock near the Klamath River bar.
A Forest Primeval
As we paddled out over the Klamath River bar, and turned our course south to head away from the Yurok village at Requa we saw hillsides swathed in Sitka spruce
In the Sea Lions’ Lair
Our launch off Hidden Beach was a study in patience.
Our First Paddle Marathon
A half-day spent performing any sport is a bit much.
