All Posts Written by "ken"
The home stretch
In Portland now, at a little pub in Sellwood, knocking back a burger and a beer and getting ready for the presentation this evening at the Portland Kayak Center. The slides and stories went ok last night in Eureka, but there are parts and pieces that could be better. As with any new show, there […]
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Snow on the redwoods
The rain squalls along the shore took a decidedly wintery turn at the higher elevations. By the time I was fifteen minutes out of Crescent City, the rain had turned to snow and, even though it was not cold enough for any accumulation to develop, the flakes hitting my wind screen were fat and white […]
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Crescent City Monday
Still in Crescent City, weighing my options. From where I’m sitting, I can see the break that I’ve been enjoying the last couple of days, but it’s not going off today. Where yesterday’s session ended at dusk with five-foot peaks and long rides, the one-footers have taken over this morning. So I won’t be going […]
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Signs
If there’s a prettier sight than the “open” sign on a donut shop, I don’t know what it could be. I’m sitting here at Don’s Donuts with a steaming paper cup of coffee, a glazed buttermilk donut and the Carpenters on the radio. Must be Sunday in Arcata. I won’t be here long. I’m planning […]
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Dirtbag Tour 2010
It is ironic, I think, that the title of the slide presentation I’ll be doing on this trip is “Wild Island Shorelines.” The shoreline I’ve been looking at all day is among the most intense and eternal I’ve ever seen, the very definition of wild. The gnarled stacks off the coast, ragged waves breaking on […]
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A California run
It’s going to be a quick trip, as quick as it can be in a Subaru. I have a presentation scheduled for Monday night down in Eureka and another the next night in Portland. (If you can make it, I’d love to see you at one of them.) I’m hoping to find some paddling and […]
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Changing direction
Sometime in January 1834, the tattered hulk of a Japanese ship hit the Olympic coast near Cape Alava. The Hojun Maru was a merchant ship that had left her home port of Onoura 14 months before on what was supposed to have been a downwind run to Tokyo. Instead, the easy trip to Edo – […]
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A Fine mess
It’s been a little over 2 years since I started this blog, mostly as a way to keep myself writing, even when I might not feel like doing so. Almost 400 posts to this point, some better than others. The actual writing is often done early in the morning and, because of the way the […]
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Tired and happy
To all of you single parents out there, my hat is off to you. It is some hard duty, tracking the little guy as he runs this way and that, bonking this and bruising the other, where some accidents can be cleared up with some antibiotic ointment and a Sponge Bob bandaid while others require […]
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In retreat
Some people stay in touch better than others. Cell phones, texting, email, tweets. It is one of the major technological victories of our time, this cyber-elimination of the barriers of time and space. Some people, a whole lot of people, are never really out of contact. I am not one of them. I am going […]
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A story of sea kayaking and science on the rugged coast of Alaska. Coming – Spring 2014.
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