Here comes the wind
The weatherman, that crazy soul, is calling for winds upward of 50 mph this afternoon. I got the morning paddle in before it really started kicking up, but I can hear it out there now, slapping the tall trees about, along with the sideways-falling rain that clacks and pings at my window.
The wind was aimed directly at my nose as I started, and I had to work my way along the docks, looking for calmer pockets close to the boats. The upwind leg took almost 35 minutes but the return leg took less than half of that. I find it a strange exhilaration to be paddling downwind, with 20-knot gusts pushing me along, in the dark.
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A story of sea kayaking and science on the rugged coast of Alaska. Coming – Spring 2014.
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