Sea Kayaking the Redwood Coast

17 02 2012

Explore North Coast is very excited about releasing a sea kayaking paddle guide for north coastal California. In the making for more than three years, Sea Kayaking the Redwood Coast is an insider’s guide to the most popular kayaking areas in this region. Written by club members who love paddling the North Coast, the full color guide describes thirty-five routes in nineteen locales, from the mouth of the Eel River to the spectacular coastal areas of Crescent City. It provides directions to launch areas, descriptions of routes, facilities and potential hazards. Detailed maps show launch locations and facilities, along with prominent landmarks needed to safely explore the region. Sidebars describe the rich cultural history and the abundant wildlife of the North Coast. The paddle guide can be purchased directly from ENC’s website at http://www.explorenorthcoast.net/

Greg Bundros





Some of Our Favorite Places

9 02 2012

There are many incredible sea kayaking opportunities in Humboldt and Del Norte Counties. The purpose of this post is to provide maps of a few of our favorite spots, primarily for those who might be visiting our area from faraway places. For a complete list and description of paddling opportunities and launch points along this incredible coast, check out Sea Kayaking the Redwood Coast, a sea kayaking paddle guide written by members of Explore North Coast. It can be purchased from our website at http://www.explorenorthcoast.net/.

Crescent City

Crescent City has many great paddling opportunities. Our favorite launches are from Pebble Beach, just south of Pt. St. George, and South Beach and Whaler Island on the south side of town.

Pebble Beach Launch Area

Anchor Way at South Beach

False Klamath Cove – Wilson Creek

This is a very exposed section of coastline that requires exceptional conditions to paddle safely.  The launch point is from the NORTH end of the cove, about 6.3 miles north of the town of Klamath.

False Klamath Cover at Wilson Creek

Humboldt Lagoons

There are a series of breathtaking coastal lagoons in Humboldt County. Our favorites are Big Lagoon and Stone Lagoon. At Big Lagoon, the launch is from the Big Lagoon County Park, located about seven miles north of Trinidad on the west side of Hwy. 101. Turn west onto Big Lagoon County Park Road and follow the signs to the day use area. Stone Lagoon is about six miles further north. At Stone Lagoon, we generally launch from the Visitor Center at mile marker 108.5 on Hwy. 101.

Big Lagoon and Stone Lagoon

Trinidad

This paddle is one of the premier paddle locations along the north coast. Launch points include State Beach, if conditions allow, or Indian Beach.

Take the Trinidad exit (exit 728) off Hwy. 101. Turn west. Follow the road past the Chevron station and market. Follow the road as it swings left at Trinidad Elementary School and then right at the Memorial lighthouse and down to Trinidad State Beach and the sandy parking lot. To the left is the paved lot for the Seascape Restaurant. The Indian Beach launch site is at the far end of the paved lot. After unloading your boat and gear, please park your vehicle in the sandy parking lot by Trinidad State Beach so the parking for Seascape Restaurant customers is not impacted.

Trinidad Launches

Mad River Slough

Mad River Slough is part of the Humboldt Bay National Wildlife Refuge and a fascinating place to paddle. From Arcata and the Arcata/Samoa Blvd. exit (exit 713) from Hwy. 101, head west on Samoa Blvd. (Hwy. 255) for 3.7 miles. Cross over the Mad River Slough Bridge and park on the right side of the road. From Eureka, head west on Hwy. 255 across the Samoa Bride to the stop sign at Samoa Boulevard/New Navy Base Rd. Turn right and travel about 3.1 miles. Do not block the driveway of the lumber mill. A gravel ramp leads to the water.

Mad River Slough Launch

Samoa Boat Ramp County Park

This paddle takes advantage of breaking waves that form by rip currents flowing across shallow sand bars in Humboldt Bay. Take Hwy. 101 as it passes through Eureka to Hwy. 255. Go west across the Samoa Bridge to the stop sign at Samoa Boulevard/New Navy Base Rd. Turn left and proceed approximately five miles to Samoa Boat Ramp County Park on the left.

Samoa Boat Ramp County Park

If you’re planning to visit and paddle in our area, feel free to drop us a line through our club’s website. We spend a lot of time on the water and might be able to accompany you to some of our favorite areas.

Read on to get a feel for some of the paddling opportunities.

Enjoy!

Greg Bundros





Once Around Arcata Bay

1 12 2011

With the cold and rain coming to Humboldt this October, I figured that my kayak camping was over for the season. But, this Thanksgiving, the forecast looked great, and so did the tides! So, I planned on a for day/three night trip to Mad river Slough and back to Eureka. My stash of provisions allowed me to get ready in just a half day.

After a turkey dinner at the Silvercrest Salvation Army Residence with Patti, I loaded the boat and she saw me off at the C Street dock in the rain.

Day 1: Thursday. Showers. Paddled across the inner reach of the Eureka channel to Indian Island. Set up camp an hour before sunset and slept well, though it rained off and on all night.

Day 2: Friday. Partly cloudy and no wind. Paddled 5.5 miles to “Humgum Island”(thanks Barry) near the top of Mad River Slough. The very high tide (8.6) had to subside before I could set up the tent. Thick fog came in that night and , with no moon, visibility was nil.

Day 3: Saturday. Thick fog. Paddled an hour down the slough towards the Mal’el Dunes parking lot. Spent 10 minutes wondering if I’d made a wrong turn in the fog. Called Charlotte on a stranger’s cell phone and had a cup of coffee. Paddled out of the slough and across the top of Arcata Bay by the compass and over to the Arcata Marsh. Met Charlotte and had lunch and Larry and Peggy showed up and so did John and Marcella. At high tide I headed for Sand Island to camp. Passed the ruins on the way.Just before I got to Sand Island I was waved off by a warning shot and a yell by a duck hunter, so I turned and paddled toward Bracut. Finished a 10 mile day by camping there. Watched a hunter bag a duck right in front of my camp before dinner.

Day 4: Sunday. Cloudy, no wind. I waited on the incoming tide to give me enough water over the mudflats to paddle the 4 miles back to Eureka. Arrived at C Street at about 11:00 and wheeled my boat back home. I spent the rest of the day drying out my gear and relaxing.

Mark Lufkin





A Day (and Night) at Bracut Marsh

8 08 2011

If you paddle east from Daby island on the Eureka waterfront and around the east side of  Arcata Bay, you will come, after about an hour (at 3 knots), to  Bracut.  This “reclaimed” land at the edge of the Bay is mostly an industrial park and the former home of at least one construction supply store.  But, at the far end of this “island” between the freeway and the Bay, is 14 acres of reconstructed wetland called The Bracut Marsh Mitigation Bank.  I’m always looking for a new place to camp on the bay, so I decided on the Bracut Marsh for this last weekend.

After an early-morning paddle (I launched at sunrise to make the tide) I found the Marsh loaded with blooming wildflowers.  The many bird sounds were pleasant after the quiet of the open water.  I went straight to the tent site I had spotted on a previous visit.  After a cup of coffee I set up the tent and started to explore the area.

Inside the dike that surrounds the marsh is a tide-washed field of pickle grass with various other plants, some in bloom.  On the far side are small islands with other grasses and small trees.  On a sunny day, walking this would be great in bare feet- but it wasn’t sunny- I wore my Crocs.    I checked out the woods too, but not far, because the trails were few.

The day brightened in the afternoon with the sun poking out, and the tide was high again, so I paddled up to the mouth of Jacoby Creek about a half mile north of the Marsh and then just sat offshore in the small wind waves and enjoyed being on the water.   Then back to camp.

This camp out, I had the place to myself.  Very peaceful.  During my stay I saw two full tide cycles.  The water moves surprisingly fast on the mudflats of the bay.  The birds move with it, hunting for food on the water’s edge.  The freeway is close by, but the sound of the traffic was  not a bother.  After a brief view of the sun going down under the clouds, my sleep was undisturbed.

              The next morning started before daylight again, and I paddled the high tide two miles out to Sand Island, where I watched clouds of cormorants circle and half a dozen salmon clear the water to escape the seals.  Two more miles and I was back at the C Street dock and then back at home for coffee and a scone on the porch with Charlotte.

Mark





Camp Out at Baker Beach

29 07 2011

             After a couple of weekends of great day paddles out of Trinidad Harbor,  I decided to try a camp out on a secluded beach about a mile south of there.  So, I talked Charlotte into dropping me off with my kayak and gear at Indian Beach last Saturday morning.  I stowed my camping equipment and she left to paddle at Big Lagoon.   The day was sunny and windless, and the water was calm; the next day was supposed to bring even smaller swells.  The paddle to my beach, which Charlotte and I had landed on in the past, took about an hour (I was not used to paddling there alone- I had always been with a group).  Standing offshore, I chose my tent site and then landed in a ripple at the north end of the beach.  I fixed a cup of coffee and enjoyed being the only human in sight!

              The scene was wonderful!  Blue sky, blue water, and an empty beach.  I soaked it in.  Charlotte checked on me about noon with her VHF radio from Trinidad just to be sure that I had landed okay, then headed home.  A person showed up far away down the beach.  I took pictures and waded around in the clear water of the big tide pool in front of my camp site.  Another walker passed my camp.  I had lunch of cheese and trail mix.  By one o’clock there were people from one end of the beach to the other- most were naked and soaking up the sun.  A guy in only a T-shirt told me this was Baker Beach.

               Exploring the area on foot wasn’t easy after that, so I paddled the cove in the kayak for a while, then beached and took a nap.  Then, I sunburned my ankles just sitting around on the sand, so I suited up again and took a paddle close to shore, at high tide, up to the “slot” and back.  The fog had come in by then, but it was fun threading through the inshore rocks.   After that, and a few more photos, it was time for dinner and bed as it got dark.

              Morning was a trip.  After coffee and packing up the gear, Charlotte checked in on the VHF and  I was on the water before I knew it to meet her just offshore in the now choppy water.  We decided to go south to Little River Rock.  On the way back from a rough paddle down there, we bumped into a bunch of friends on the way past Baker Beach and back to Indian Beach.

Thanks Charlotte!   Mark





Crescent City 2/20/11

22 02 2011

Launching at Pebble Beach

As usual we met at Wilson Creek in the morning to see if a launch there would be possible or adviseable; it was not so we proceeded north to Crescent City and gathered at Pebble Beach. Conditions looked perfect and the weather was fine. There were nine paddlers in the group so it was easy to keep everyone in contact. After a short talk on the beach about the day’s plan we  launched through the small surf and proceeded out to circumnavigate Castle Rock and it’s adjoining reef just south of Point St. George.

Approaching Castle Rock

We circled the large island counter-clockwise. The northwest side was exposed to the swell and was pretty lively sending walls of water up the steep faces of the rock. Continuing around, a few of us ventured through the short tunnel into the large cliff ringed cove on the south side of the rock. This early in the year the sea lions were few and not overly concerned with our presence.

Brent passing the cove on the south side of Castle Rock

Checking out the cave passage into the cove

Playing around the rocks on the way south

We made our way south basically rock to rock playing where we could. Our goal was to land on a beach somewhere near the Battery Point lighthouse for a break then return closer to shore. The off-shore rocks around Crescent City are an ideal playground as they are out in deep water and pretty safe to explore. Still, one has to be careful. Mike Dedman decided to enter one lively passage between reefs and do a little roll practise.

Mike comes out grinning after his combat rolling clinic

From there it was in to Battery Point to look for a soft landing among the rocks near the beach. It takes a little weaving and watching but it’s usually possible to find a guarded beach and a clean landing here in reasonable conditions. It was nice to stretch out in the sun here and have a drink, a bite, and a pee then back into the boats for a return to the put-in, this time hugging the coast a bit closer.

Breaktime

This area is still not completely familiar to us so we needed to keep an eye out for surprise breaks along the way but we had an enjoyable paddle back to Pebble Beach and then a nice surf landing to finish it. Dave showed off by pulling a couple of rolls in the soup in his new wooden boat.

Meandering back north from Battery Point

A spectacular day on the water

Winding up an excellent day on the water

I’d like to thank the eight paddlers who joined me on this little adventure. It was another marvelous day on the water in an area we don’t get to explore very often. More photos should be available on the club’s photo gallery.

Michael H. Morris





Coast Guard Tide Rip – January 30

1 02 2011

Launching at the beach just south of the County boat ramp

The plan for this paddle was to go play in the tide-rip that forms just west of the main channel by the Humboldt Bay Coast Guard Station. There are some sand-bars here that set up a nice surf break during certain tide and swell conditions. The tide situation was pretty good (though the exchange was a little bigger than ideal creating a strong current). Unfortunately a large swell had arrived, something like 15ft at 17sec, which would make the surf a bit too powerful for the introductory session I had in mind for this group.

With a launch time of 1:00 we were all on the water by 1:10, pretty remarkable!

My co-leader, Helen, and I decided we would just paddle across and show people the break area and then do a nice paddle in Humboldt Bay. It was a glorious day, a continuation of our mid-winter stretch of summer weather. After a short talk on the beach about safety and technique we crossed the main shipping channel in a fairly tight pod practising our ferry-gliding skills to take us directly across channel to the play zone. The sand-bars set up a series of breaks as the swells enter the mouth of the Bay and wrap around north. The northernmost break is the gentlest and that’s where we headed. I suggested everyone just hold position outside the rough water (one can get very close to the breaking waves and still maintain position in deep, safe water) while I entered the rip to demonstrate what things were like. When I turned around everyone had jumped right in and were playing around in the small surf with gusto. Conditions turned out to be just right here with small fairly gentle waves. People were able to surf and practise bracing and side-surfing skills which is what this spot is perfect for. I  witnessed a couple combat rolls and we did a few rescues and performed a tow to assist a paddler against the strong current. All of these were good experiences for everyone involved I think. After about 45min to an hour we’d begun to tire and the rip had changed significantly with the decreasing water depth. Some of the crowd took a breather on the beach on the far side of the channel then joined the rest of us heading back to the launch.

Getting naked and drinking beer after the adventure

Considering the swell conditions I had not expected to get people into the surf zone that day but everyone was very game and they all dove right in. People were having a good time and some were definitely pushing their skills and getting in some great practise. I was really impressed with folks. It was great to see a lot of new faces on this trip. This is a great spot to play and work on boat handling skills as long as paddlers are aware of the dangers and have practised rescue skills and go as a group. There ought to be at least one tow-system included in the group kit in case someone needs assistance fighting the strong current that can set up. A VHF radio (and knowledge of how to use it) should also be carried; the Coast Guard is right there but won’t necessarily be watching to see if you’re in trouble.

I had a great time leading this trip and introducing folks to this fun little play spot. I believe the club will be holding another trip or two out here this year so watch the calendar.

Michael H. Morris

ps In all the excitement out there I failed to take any action photos. If anyone has any from the day (Marcella) please add them to this blog.MHM





Stone Lagoon Solstice Eclipse Paddle

22 12 2010

I don’t have any pictures to share for this trip but I don’t think they would do the paddle justice anyway so I’ll just write a little.

My hopes for this paddle were not exactly sky high as the weather forcast all week looked pretty grim. Still, skies were clear when I left Eureka around 7:00pm. I thought “Hey, we might pull this off after all!” Upon arrival at Stone Lagoon the cloud cover had moved in again and hopes had receeded but two paddlers were already unloading their boats so I guess the show was on regardless. More folks showed up and by  the time eight boats were on the water the sky was clear, the stars were atwinklin’, and the full moon was shining bright. During the crossing to the south end of the spit a stiff wind picked up from the SE. It must have been pretty substantial considering the short fetch because there were breaking wind waves and surfable waves, all in our direction of travel though so it just pushed us along.

The level of the lagoon was very high and my only fear for the trip was a breach in the spit. Upon arrival at the beach it was clear that high-tide waves were washing into the lagoon but there was at least a 3′ berm at the low spot on the spit. After landing we set up near the bluff at the south end of the spit. We built a fire against a perfect hearth stone. A few of us had brought tinder and a good supply of firewood (with so much rain I didn’t think we could rely on the flammability of the driftwood) and with the liberal application of some “napalm-in-a-tube” that Ed had brought and some leftover paddle shavings we soon had a roaring blaze going. Out came the chairs, tables, wine, beer, peanuts, and so forth and we settled into the eclipse count-down.

I had been led to believe that “things” would start happening around 9:30 or so but that mark came and went and there appeared no change in the brilliant full moon overhead. We continued to drink. 10:15 came around and still nothing! I was beginning to think this whole eclipse thing was going to be a bust. Then the cloud cover came in, the moon disappeared, and a light rain began to fall. Still the fire burned; still we valiantly drank on. Just to the south (from where the weather was coming from) it looked like the clouds were ending. At around 10:30 the sky once again cleared and there hung the moon with a dark bite out of it. A cheer went up. It was really happening. We continued to drink. As the fire roared we watched the moon slowly but steadily darken into a red disk. Just as there was but a sliver of still lit moon left to be shadowed the clouds once again closed in and we decided to pack it up and head for home.  We loaded the rest of the logs on the fire and left it to burn out on its’ own, a solstice pyre. The trip back across the lagoon was extraordinarily dark without the moon shining. About halfway along the skies once again cleared and there was the fully eclipsed moon surrounded by the dazzling show of now bright stars. By the time we got to the parking area the moon had begun to come out of eclipse with a bright crescent of light showing along one edge. It was a little after 1:00am. What a night.

Thank you so much to those of you who joined me on this outing: Helen, Georgianna, Celine, Mike, Maria, Ed, and JR. That was literally a once in a lifetime experience and it truly exceeded all my expectations for the evening.

Michael H. Morris





TAKS Trinidad 2010

27 10 2010

The fifth annual Traditional Arctic Kayak Symposium was held in Trinidad California over the weekend of October 15-17 this year. Helen Wilson and I were able to convince the organizer, John Peterson, that our area was a perfect venue for such an event. With camping and flat water at Big Lagoon and safe access to the various open coast features around Trinidad it seemed a good match. Many traditional paddling gatherings and symposiums emphasize rolling in calm flat water almost exclusively. The purpose of TAKS as I see it is to display the relevance of “traditional” skills and equipment to everyday paddling.

Gathering for a safety talk before friday mornings paddle

Friday the 15th began with many of us gathering at the campground at Big Lagoon. After the usual greetings and reaquaintances we headed to Trinidad for a paddle. The ocean was moderate and three people decided to launch at State beach. One made it out after a struggle, one was rejected and decided to launch at the protected site instead, and one was rejected but made it out on his second try. All three were surprised at what a difficult beach it was to launch from (yeah, we know). Gathering up at the beach by the boat ramp we all then headed south to explore the rocks and shoreline in the protected waters of Trinidad Harbor. Conditions were superb as the Head cast it’s swell shadow well south. We were able to rock garden with ease and a few folks messed with the pourovers and slots.

messing around at the split rock

 As we moved south it was obvious that past the protection of the Head conditions were considerably more challenging with waves exploding on the off-shore rocks and coastline beyond Baker Beach. Most of the group pulled ashore there for a break and snack.

lunch at Baker Beach

roll instruction in the harbor

We meandered our way back to the launch beach where Cheri Perry, Turner Wilson, Dan Segal, and Dubside lead groups in on-water roll instruction. By late afternoon everyone was pretty much ready to relax and head back to the campground to prepare for the pot-luck dinner. After a typically spectacular meal with way too much food we all gathered around the fire for the evening’s presentations. Dan Segal is a founder along with one of our other guest instructors, Turner Wilson, of the Walden Pond Scum, a group of traditional paddling enthusiasts and trainers and is a member of  the QAJAQUSA board of directors. He gave a wonderful talk and slideshow chronicling the path kayaking has taken from its Inuit origins to the recreational activity it is today. Mike Livingston, who drove out from Idaho for the event, is a native Alaskan and told of his involvement in the Culture Camps he has helped lead in many of the towns of his homeland. The camps are held to promote and preserve the cultural heritage and skills of the native Alaskans and include workshops on boat-building, food gathering and preparation, dancing, story-telling and more. Mike’s personal involvement in all this made for a wonderful talk.

Rolling Demo

Saturday the 16th the typically relaxed and fluid schedule began at the Trinidad pier with a group participation roll demo. Many of us watched from the excellent vantage of the pier where Turner called out rolls and kept up a patter. The rest of the crowd watched and participated on the water lead by Dan, Cheri , and Dubside. Dan and Andrew Elizaga demonstrated an assisted skinboat rescue which is a little more involved than a typical assisted rescue with higher volume bulk-headed boats.

the gallery on the pier

 A group of experienced paddlers looking for a little more adventure traveled north around the Head and played around Green Rock. I led a smaller group out around Flat Iron rock and then in to College Cove. Turner and Cheri, after some more roll instruction in the harbor, would meet us there shortly with more paddlers for lunch and then some instruction on surf technique. The Green Rock group also stopped in.

lunch at College Cove

 After the lunch break and before heading into the small surf Cheri and Turner gave a very good explanation of Greenland paddle use and how the technique differs from that of a Euro blade. I saw a number of light bulbs going off over people’s heads. Following some surf play we all headed back to Trinidad and then the campground to clean up and get ready for dinner at the Six River’s Brewery in Mckinleyville. Some idiot (okay, it was me) thought this would be a great venue for the group dinner and evening presentation. Unfortunately, it happened to be the night of the first game of the NLCS between the Giants and Phillies. The place was packed and unbelieveably noisy. Dinner was fine though and thankfully the game ended before Mitch Polling began preparing his talk. Still, the room was loud enough that he had to shout to be heard. About half-way through his talk the band started up with drums and thumping bass. Mitch gamely pressed on. Even with the distraction it was a wonderful presentation and slide show. Mitch grew up in a small Alaskan village where the last of the Baidarka builders still held on to their traditions and skills. It was heartbreaking to then hear how this town and its people, boats, and history were obliterated by the ’64 quake and tsunami. Only one traditional boat survived as it had been loaned out and was elsewhere at the time. Mitch has a wealth of knowledge of the history and boat-building culture of the area and it was a real privilege to have him come down from his home in Washington to speak.

boat building discussion at camp

Sunday morning is usually a matter of winding down, breaking camp, and saying good-byes. The schedule had “boat-building discussion” listed though and this ended up carrying through the morning and into the afternoon. With numerous skin-boats layed out at the campground Dan, Turner, Cheri, Wolfgang Brinck, and John Peterson all took part in an enthusiastic and detailed description of various aspects of these crafts and the paddles used to propel them. I know I learned a few things I will incorporate into my next builds/rebuilds. Once the last holdouts were drinking beer out of martini glasses around the campfire TAKS had pretty much come to an end.

I would like to thank all those who took it on themselves to help out at TAKS in various ways. I know Damon and Mike led some folks up the coast. Georgianna and Bruce did the same. Simeon and Marcia loaned a screen for the presentations. It was a lot of fun showing off our paddling paradise to people and I think everyone was pretty impressed if not envious. My feeling is that TAKS Trinidad was a success with a turnout of over 30 registrants. I think we put on a pretty good show and likewise, it was an honor to have TAKS take place here on our turf.

Michael H. Morris





ENC Club Paddle Sep 25, 2010

28 09 2010

Hosted by Ed S. and Mark L.

This was a combo club paddle and participation in the Annual Coastal Cleanup Day.  Location:  The Eel River Delta, with launch from the Pedrazazini Boat Ramp on Cock Robin Island Road. It was one of those confusing, warm and sunny mornings where we had to shed a couple of layers before actually getting onto the water.  So counting the extra last minute changes in attire, the launch was actually at 10:15am.  With barely a riffle on the water, this small but dedicated crew set out on their mission. 

Heading towards the ocean, the group combed the north bank picking up bits of metal, glass and plastic.  Marna & Sandy got right to it and hit the beach to free an old car tire from the sand while Mark and Carlo guarded the shore. 

 

We did hit one snag when we realized that the fossilized car skeletons embedded in the bank could not be plucked out with Marna’s hand held trash picker upper.  Fortunately before an emergency dozer call was placed, the local clean up organizer pulled up in a boat and noted that the cars had been there for several decades.   We asked where we could obtain more trash bags and were told to look for a boy on Crab Park Beach with a “red cow-dog” (hybrid?).  He then suggested that we cover both sides of the river, to which we agreed and thus changed the course of our paddle–we would not make it to the other side of Cock Robin Island on this day.

 

So while the group snacked and chatted on the beach, Charlotte and Gary, armed with his smoking-pipe, decided to do a trash bag run.  A light attempt at paddling against the wind to locate said person with trash bags and possible mythological creature was however cancelled before it turned into an odyssey.

On the return trip we covered the portion of Cock Robin Island adjacent to the boat ramp which was pretty clean. Back on land Sandy documented our trash findings on a “data sheet” and Marna received top honors for the most collected cigarette butts.  

After loading our gear, we all jumped into our kayak ladened cars and followed Marna to the Loleta Bakery.  The parade into town looked staged as we rhythmically pulled into adjoining parking slots on the main street. 

 

We all piled into the bakery, then looked at each other and grinned when Marna announced that she didn’t really want to get anything just wanted to come here.  So we all bought bread, well except for those guys that slipped off to the Loleta Cheese Factory.  Story has it that the group then set off for the Eel River Brewery.  

 Seriously though, this area where the Eel River branches into sloughs and empties into the ocean is exceptionally beautiful.  Vibrant with wildlife, splashes could be seen throughout the trip as birds dove, seals slapped and fishes flapped. — Charlyfish








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