
I am the maiden, and this was my first kayaking voyage.
Keith is just leaving the Snee-oosh beach, where our
trip began. It's just west of La Conner.
The island in the picture below is our destination.

Here I am paddling away! Even though you feel like
you're working hard and should be speeding along,
something about being in a large body of water like
this makes it seem like you are traveling SO slow.

Beautiful, but definitely a change of pace! This is the south
side of Hope Island. We kayaked all the way around it.
The entire island is a state park. This is where Keith was
planning to take the scouts camping, so we wanted to get
a look at it beforehand.
When we got to the eastern side of the island there was a strong
current and the tide was coming in fast. There was quite a riptide.
Keith kept telling me to stay close to shore so I wouldn't get
caught in it. There were lots of rocks sticking out near the shore,
so I couldn't get TOO close. Then the tip of my kayak started
getting pulled out, into the riptide. He was shouting at me,
PADDLE HARD! GO RIGHT!
Believe me, I did! Mostly because he was scaring me!
It wasn't too bad, just a little exciting for a few minutes!

Here we are, safely on shore! Whew, that was fun!
The beaches on the north side of the island had better access
to trails and places to camp. This is where we stopped for lunch.

Aww, doesn't that look sweet? Two little kayaks all snuggled
up to the beach! Funny thing is, just as we were deboarding,
a few different jets from the navy base on Oak Harbor
thundered right over us, and some coyotes on this island
really got to howling. A little eerie feeling, but we took a path
going the other direction. Keith said when he camped here
with the boys, they didn't hear the coyotes, so no worries.
Then it was back to Snee-oosh beach to load up, go home
and rest our weary arms!