All Posts Written by "ken"
Plasticized, part 2
I don’t want to be depressing. It’s already a foggy, rain-soaked morning and it doesn’t need any help from me to seem more gloomy. The Ides of February, as it were. But I’ve been doing a bit of reading lately – “Reading rots the mind,” Ed Abbey used to say- and I’ve been reading a […]
Read MoreA Break in the weather
The spate of good weather we’ve been enjoying for the past four or five days is about to come to an end. So say the weather watchers who are paid to know about such things, anyway. It has always seemed to me that we get a week or two of very mild conditions during the […]
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Drifting
In October 1832, the junk Hojun Maru left Japan with a load of rice and ceramics. After being swept out to sea in a typhoon and drifting for 450 days, the ship ran aground on the rocky Olympic coast just south of Cape Flattery. The only survivors were the captain and two cabin boys, who […]
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Shouting out
I just got off the phone with my good friend Chris. Talk of lots of things, from Backpackers Supply to the upcoming Pummel at La Push to surf stories. Which is when he told me about this new site he’s been writing for – actually, I don’t know how “new” it is, but it’s completely […]
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Japanese flotsam, Part 2
I was taught that flotsam is a term that refers to floating debris, while jetsam denotes stuff that has washed ashore. I don’t remember how old I was when I was instructed thus, but I do remember who told me, and he was incorrect. Confident, but incorrect. So, just in case you’re ever in the […]
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Don Starkell, 1932 – 2012
I have been reflecting lately on the way that the idea of death intrudes on the living as time goes by. When we are young, death dwells in the province of older folk, so distant and separate, almost on a different planet. But then, as we age, death comes a little closer. Imperceptibly almost, stealthy, […]
Read MoreCommencement Bay solo
Mary and Micah dropped me off right at 1pm. I was a bit surprised that I didn’t see any of the other paddlers at the park, but maybe they were running a little late. I packed my gear and got the kayak down to the beach, waited around for the group to show. The sky […]
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Getting my retail on
Even though I mentioned it in a blurb there on the right side of the page, I think this bit of news deserves its own special entry: Azimuth Expeditions, the guide service and kayaking instruction outfit I started back in 2003, is going to be going through a major change. Azimuth grew out of Tahoma […]
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The wrath of Aeolus
I was awakened by the wind this morning. Actually, I woke up at a few points during the night to the sound of the gales whipping through the trees on the hillside above the house and the waves crashing on the beach. There are some who profess to like the wind; I am not one […]
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