Showing posts with label kayaking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kayaking. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

A lovely day floating the Willamette River



July 28, 2013
Corvallis, Oregon
Chez Cook’s RV Pad

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The town of Corvallis sits on the Willamette River, one of the main Oregon rivers and one with the rare distinction of being a north-flowing river. Last year when we were here, we kayaked a stretch of the river from Peoria Road to just north of downtown Corvallis, about a ten-mile float downriver with fairly gentle currents. Local friends, Phil and Cheryl, who go back in my life almost thirty years, also have kayaks and were enthusiastic about doing this trip with us once again this summer. This trip required having multiple cars for a shuttle. Fortunately, they were able to bring their two cars along so we could get back to our cars at the put-in.


The Willamette is not known as one of Oregon’s swift moving rivers like the Rogue, Deschutes, or the McKenzie but there are places where the current would be too swift us—especially further south near Eugene. You also have to be careful of woody debris (logs, roots wads, etc.) or rocks as you kayak downriver but for the most part this stretch is a peaceful paddle with a current of about 3-5 knots. There are several places on the Willamette that require much more diligence in terms of fast currents, eddies, and riffles, so it’s important to do some research and know what to expect before kayaking most Oregon rivers. The Willamette Water Trail guide is a useful resource for help in planning trips and providing details about water conditions for paddlers.

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The river and its tributaries extend almost two hundred miles forming the Willamette Valley, one of the most fertile agricultural regions in North America. This area spans an area south of Eugene all the way to Portland where the Willamette pours into the Columbia River. Before settlers arrived on the Oregon Trail, many Native American tribes--the Calapooia, Tualatin, Santiam, Yamhill, and Luckiamute—lived in villages along the river but their populations were decimated by smallpox and malaria epidemics in the late 1700s and early 1800s. As settlers arrived, towns sprang up along the river becoming the major population centers of Oregon today as 70% of Oregon’s population lives in the Willamette Valley. As a result, the river has faced many challenges in terms of bridges, dams, and pollution. When I moved to Corvallis in the 1980s, the river was highly polluted due to discharge from pulp mills, raw sewage from flooding, pesticide run-off and other industrial pollutants. In a state that prides itself in its efforts to promote sustainability, it always seemed somewhat shocking to me to learn about the severity of the pollution in the Willamette. One section of the river near Portland was even designated a superfund site in 2000 due to heavy metal and PCB deposits. The challenge of human settlement and industry has clearly taken its toll on the river but there seem to be many more action-oriented groups such as the Willamette Riverkeepers who are raising awareness and doing much to protect and restore this precious resource.





Seeing people out on the river enjoying its natural beauty is heartening in itself. Twenty years ago, I don’t remember seeing much recreation on the river due to its reputation for being polluted. Now it is common to see more people floating the river in tubes, paddleboarding, canoeing, kayaking, and even fishing. (I still wouldn’t eat fish from the Willamette though.) 



Maybe one of the best signs of the river’s restoration is seeing wildlife return to its natural habitats. This particular day was not great for variety but seeing two bald eagles made up for my disappointment in not seeing any beavers or blue herons.

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We also came upon a row of merganser ducks but I struggled holding my camera steady enough to get a good shot as we flowed past them with the current.

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Seeing the Oregon State Rowing Teams practicing along the river is also a popular sight, but you are less likely to see this form of wildlife (my apologies to the women's team) in the summer so I borrowed this photo from their website. It is beautiful to watch the synchronicity of the rowing. I think I would have enjoyed doing a sport like this in college.



Just before I retired, I learned about a local Corvallis Rowing Club that is open to adults who complete their 6 week rowing course. They now have over 50 members ranging from age 21 to over 70, so there is still hope for me.



I did manage to get a photo of the OSU crew facility which was just across from our take out area at what is known as Michael’s Landing near downtown Corvallis.

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The weather for this day of fun on the river was perfect again with temps in the high 70s to low 80s and not a cloud in the sky. Although our Hobie kayaks have the mirage drive (pedal power), we opted to use our paddles most of the way due to some shallow depths and the ease of floating downriver with the current. The ten-mile float took us less than three hours. In retrospect, we wished we had planned to go another ten miles to the Albany take out at Hyak Park, but adding almost another hour for the three of them to drive back to our get our vehicles made it a fairly full day.

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After they returned with the cars and we packed up all our gear, we headed to McMenamin’s, a local brew pub for some adult beverages and fish ‘n chips. A fitting way to end a great day with our friends.

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Sunday, March 3, 2013

A birthday prank and a kayak launch from Matlacha


February 26, 2013
North Fort Myers, Florida
Seminole Campground



Inspired by a highly involved prank that occurred in our campground a couple of weeks ago,  Vic and I and another couple, Mike and BJ, decided we had a perfect opportunity to pull a prank on our friends, Steve and Diane, who had left the campground for a few days.  Diane has a leap year birthday and often says that because of this she celebrates the whole week.  Well, this was the week and we thought it would be fun to give her a few surprises when they returned to their motorhome. The other prank in our campground, documented by Antoinette in her blog Have Retirement Will Travel, focused on the exterior space of their neighbors’ fifth wheel.  They put up caution tape everywhere, had the park write and sign a letter of eviction taped to their door, removed most of their outdoor plants and furniture,  set up a fake garage sale on their site, and had all kinds of signs posted saying the site had been contaminated. Most of the people in their end of the park were in on it and they had a lot of fun pulling this off much to the dismay of the couple when they returned to find things in major disarray.

We decided we would not make a public display of our prank, so that meant we would focus on the interior of the motorhome.  The first necessity was having keys to their motorhome. Check. Mike had their spare set of keys. Ideas we came up with were stuffing their bathroom full of balloons, filling their vodka bottle with water (we saved the good stuff for later), putting stones in their coffee filter, short sheeting their bed, and putting a rubber lobster in their toilet. I really wanted to put a live frog in their microwave, but on my hunt for a tree frog (I see them almost every day around here), I crossed paths with a three-foot water moccasin. Thus ended the frog hunt.

While brainstorming other options, we drew the line at the stink bomb ideas. Motorhome life and bad smells are not a fun combination. I did like the idea of live animals and momentarily considered asking to borrow the spider monkey or parrot that happen to be here in other motorhomes, but I wasn’t sure what kind of damage a loose monkey might do.  So we settled for our rather innocuous pranks.

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We were lobster in toiletnot there to see their immediate response, but shortly after their arrival I received a text that said, “My bathroom is not accessible, can I use yours?”  It turned out that my last minute idea of putting a lobster in the toilet had the most impact.  Apparently, Diane let out a shriek. 
The short sheeted bed was a failure because we did not put the pillows back exactly as Diane had them, so she suspected something amiss. Darn.  She didn’t discover the stones in the coffee filter until the morning.  And, as I write this, as far as I know, they still have not discovered that their vodka is water. I even watched Diane drink a vodka and tonic without even a hint of revelation.  Now that’s funny although it makes me think maybe I should try it—way fewer calories that way!

Rather than pop all the balloons, which is what I thought they would do, her husband Steve strung them all on fishing line and hung them outside to mark the beginning of her celebration week.

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The following day we had plans to go kayaking in Matlacha but the morning sky was rather cloudy and there was a forecast of possible rain. We changed our plans to meet our friends Dave and Jean, a couple we met from Ohio, to the following day.  Matlacha  (pronounced MAT-luh-shay) is a funky little artisan fishing town on a bay in Pine Island about thirty minutes from our campground. We had heard that this was a good place to kayak as it part of the Great Calusa Blueway Trail and there are several places to explore in the bays on either side of the island.

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Not knowing what to expect (as usual), we met at the site: Matlacha Community Park and Boat Ramp. We were especially surprised to see a $10 fee for parking, but fortunately a fellow kayaker redirected us to another part of the park with an actual kayak launch rather than a boat launch and the parking there was free. He also told us to cross the bay to the east where there were several mangrove inlets in an area called Beverly Bay. He even said we might be lucky enough to see some Roseated Spoonbills which would make my day.



Before we even left the park, Dave spotted this Osprey in a nest near the kayak launch area. I was hoping this was a good sign that we would have good wildlife sightings on our paddle.




The water was quite clear and calm as well as shallow in several places.  We enjoyed an easy paddle (and pedal when the water was deep enough) to the other side of the bay.  It sure was tranquil there but once again not much wildlife. It was still great to be out on the water, getting a little exercise, and having another chance to visit with our friends before they head north.













This area is definitely prime for fishing. We saw several kayakers fishing (kay-fishers) as well as lots of folks on piers hoping to catch a big one. I asked what they were catching and the answer was redfish, silver trout, mackerel, and small grouper. They were mostly using live shrimp for bait.



After a few hours, we headed back to Matlacha for a late lunch at the historic Bert’s Bar. The original building that became Bert’s was built in the 1930s and stories go that it was once a house of ill repute and private dancers. Nowadays it is just a watering hole with a lot of character, good food and service, and a waterfront view. It also boasts “modern indoor bathroom facilities.”



After saying goodbye to Jean and Dave, we headed home to get ready for a birthday dinner for Diane at the popular Doc Ford’s Rum Bar and Grill in Fort Myers Beach. It is not typical for us to eat out twice in one day, but c'est la vie when you have friends who deserve a celebration. We just had to oblige.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

A movie day, Bunche Beach, and Finding Eldo


February 18-22, 2013
North Fort Myers, Florida
Seminole Campground

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Vic and I are big movie fans. With the realization that the Academy Awards were less than a week away, we decided we needed to see at least a couple more of the movies nominated for best picture. We found a theater nearby where we could see Argo and Silver Linings Playbook almost back to back for matinee prices. Argo’s compelling story about the escape
of six Americans during the Iranian Hostage crisis in 1979 had us sitting on the edge of our seats. After the film was over, we felt emotionally exhausted but we were committed to seeing what turned out to be another emotional roller coaster of a movie. Whereas the storyline dominated in Argo, we both felt the acting is what made Silver Linings work so well. Robert DeNiro, Bradley Cooper, and Jennifer Lawrence were all nominated for their acting in this fine film about finding silver linings in life despite all kinds of challenges. We returned to the motorhome feeling pretty drained but happy to have seen these two outstanding movies.

The next day we had plans to get up fairly early to go kayaking with friends we met last year, Dave and Jean from Ohio.  We had both heard that the San Carlos Bay Bunche Beach Preserve was a good place to float our boats.  Bunche Beach turned out to be about forty minutes away from our campground but only about fifteen minutes away from where they are staying at the Red Coconut RV Resort in Fort Myers Beach.  This map marks some of the trails that are part of the Great Calusa Blueways Trail.  Bunche Beach Preserve is #13 on the map—just before the bridge to Sanibel Island.



When we arrived, Jean and Dave were already there scoping out the place. The parking cost $1.00 an hour—but was about to go up to $2.00 as of March 1—caught a break there.  Since we arrived by 9:30 in the morning, there was plenty of parking close to the ramp which made it a super easy launch.  The only challenge was a first for us while kayaking: there were no-see-ums swarming around in the parking lot. Dave was kind enough to go to a nearby CVS and purchase some bug spray. It turned out once we got out on the water that we didn’t need it, but better be prepared than sorry. 

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The water was quite placid with only a small breeze and temperatures in the mid-70s were quite comfortable. Once we emerged from a fairly narrow channel, we were fully in the Gulf with some lovely sights of a schooner in the distance and small private sandy beaches that are part of the preserve.  I pulled out my cameras when I saw a large flock of cranes and noticed a bald eagle taking flight. The big bummer for me was that I thought I had charged my camera battery and it was dead—oops. I really look forward to taking photos from the kayak, but now I would have to resort to my smart phone.  I decided to just let it go—for the most part—and enjoy the outing with our friends. 

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It turned out that initial bird sighting was about the only wildlife we saw this day.  Maybe that was a good thing since I would have been really disappointed to see cool critters and not have a camera. I had expected there to be some mangrove inlets along the shore, but we didn’t see any to explore.  The tide played a big factor in where we could go as there were very shallow sandbars close to shore. Dave even found himself stuck on one that he had to wriggle out of by waiting for enough waves to carry him off. Aside from a few tide and current challenges, we enjoyed paddling out in the Gulf where the tranquil water made it easy to just relax and float around and chat while appreciating a gorgeous day.

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After kayaking, we braved the drive into Fort Myers Beach (heavy traffic) to a lunch spot called the Nauti Turtle on San Carlos Bay. We have not spent much time at all in Fort Myers Beach so it was interesting to watch the boaters out in the bay and enjoy an al fresco lunch on the patio overlooking the water. Jean and Dave will be moving north to Siesta Key in Sarasota on March 1, so we made plans to get in another day of kayaking at Matlacha before they leave.  Looking forward to it.

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Another fun event for us this past week involved getting to know some new friends who are also full-timers: Jeannie and Eldy of Where’s Eldo blogging fame. When we had less than a week of experience on the road, I met Jeannie and Eldy in Missoula, Montana at Jim and Mary’s RV Park. It was only a brief encounter but enough to introduce me to the first RVing blog I had read.  Fast forward almost eighteen months and our paths crossed again here in Southwest Florida. They are staying in Sarasota, about seventy miles from us, so we decided to meet somewhere in between for dinner. Vic and I recently discovered a beach restaurant we really like in Venice, Sharky’s on the Pier, so we suggested meeting there for our get together.

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It sure is easy to connect with fellow full-timers, plus we both own the same make of motorhome, aTiffin Phaeton, so a big part of the conversation inevitably focused on Phaeton tips as well as the shared experience of Camp Freightliner. We learned that they had not yet earned the Red Bay Badge of Honor by spending time at the Tiffin Service Center, so we had a few stories to share about our nineteen day stint there last year.  Jeannie and I also managed to sneak in a little conversation about our teaching careers and being single moms earlier in our lives. The evening sure went by quickly in spite of the fact that we had to wait over an hour for an outdoor table. The only disappointment was that the music didn't get going earlier so we might have had a chance to see Jeannie’s famous dance moves which she has so well documented in her blog. Ha.



Jeannie recently wrote about her fear that this lifestyle might turn out to be a lonely existence. I commented on her blog that this too was one of my fears. The happy outcome is that both of us have found the opposite to be true and, once again, I am reminded of the blessings of friendship, new and old.