Starved of salt water and kayaks longer than 10 ft, Colorado Jeff flew to San Francisco for a weekend of bingeyaking (my second favorite verb, after sponyaking). The bingeyaking was certainly not spontaneous, as we spent two weeks planning our routes and finding ways to squeeze as many miles into one weekend as possible.
We had planned to paddle Estero Americano (i.e. Americano Creek) from Valley Ford Road to its confluence at Bodega Bay. Unfortunately, the weather forecast was looking pprreeettyyy miserable for Saturday, with heavy rains...
Friday evening logistical madness (read this in fast-forward):
(1) Nena picks up foam blocks at undisclosed location in Oakland.
(2) Nena picks up Jeff from train station.
(3) Nena and Jeff visit Doug to deliver unlucky (I had no idea) lava rock from Hawaii and pick up kayaking gear that Doug generously let Jeff borrow for the weekend.
(4) Doug gives Nena and Jeff final clue in the pre-kayak-logistics-scavenger-hunt: address of missing sea kayak.
(5) Nena and Jeff drive across Oakland to sketchily retrieve Orange Crush at other undisclosed location.
(6) Nena and Jeff purchase fruits and veggies for the whole weekend.
(7) Nena and Jeff have a quick dinner at purple-noodle-place (I can't remember the name) and soon return to the Glen House for a brief night's sleep.
(8) Nena wakes up and makes homemade hummus. (Or did that happen at night? it's a blur)
Okay that's enough of the 3rd person.
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When we returned to Nick's Cove, we walked to a little shack at the end of the wharf. Smoke curled out of the chimney from a wood stove inside. The shack was humble (I guess most are...), with one large wooden table and some nautical decorations. The phone on the wall is used to order take-out from the restaurant onshore. I'll be back!
Date: March 29th, 2014
Time: ~4.5 hours?
Distance: 11 miles