Kold weather kayaking

Not all that cold, actually, but cold enough—high 40s-low 50s F.

Had signed up for a group kayak tour in the South Slough, but a storm literally blew in yesterday and downed some trees over there, so they canceled it.  Since my boat and gear were all loaded up, and the tides were right this morning, I decided to try the bit of river from Myrtle Point to Arago at high water.  Occupied my time from about 10 a.m. to 2:30 p.m., with about an hour and a quarter of that being the paddle 😄😄.  But almost an hour of that was lunch in Myrtle Point, so it’s not as bad as it might seem.

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Looky, looky! Door is closed and latched.

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On a lazy day.

(Wasn’t going to post, but couldn’t resist the alliteration. No more today though, the picture took 2-3 minutes to upload.)


Wasn’t planning to blog anything this go-round, but discovered this across the street from last night’s campground in Roseburg, so here it is.

It’s an display garden done by OSU Extension Master Gardeners. Very well done. It’s fairly extensive, with smaller areas dedicated to different types of gardens or different gardening techniques and lots of educational signs. The following are a sample of what’s there. With a couple of plants maybe someone will ID for me. I’ll number those pictures to facilitate communication.

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Loon Lake

Several years ago, back when the cats were kittens, I detoured past Loon Lake on my way to somewhere else, and discovered this very nice BLM campground and recreation area that, unfortunately for me, is closed between Labor Day and Memorial Day weekends.  The lake is very pretty, and practically begs one to get out on it for a paddle.


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What’s in a name?

There are times when “doohickey” just doesn’t do the job.

It’s been over a year since I’ve been able to use the trike. (Here’s a picture to remind anyone what it looks like).

Last year, I had partially figured out the problem–the axle on the electric motor wheel would start rotating and pull the wires loose from the battery. Annoyingly, generally after I had ridden the trike down the hill. Believe me when I say that sucker is heavy, so pushing it up the hill to home was no fun at all.

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Yesterday I went for a paddle on the lower river, starting at Rocky Point.  The idea was to go from there to Old Town in Bandon, a distance of just over five miles by river.  I had done the first part of this paddle last fall , and had found it pleasant but somewhat short.  Having looked at the river, and consulting the map, and applying what I know about wind and tide around here, it seemed quite reasonable to try the second leg of the trip.

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