The following is a letter that I just submited to my club newsletter. I am the Safety Officer for the San Francisco Bay Area Sea Kayakers, (BASK). I thought it might be of some interest to this group. SAFETY OFFICER GETS BIT By Ken Mannshardt Safety is an issue that obviously extends beyond the water. Recently, as I was on the beach, tending to my PFD, throw bag & first aid kit, I should have been looking over my shoulder and casting a wider gaze. So as BASK Safety Officer, I feel compelled to relate the following recent occurance. On Saturday morning, October 31, I had just arrived at Chicken Beach to help assist the Novice Clinic. Chicken Beach is located about a mile north of the town of Inverness along the western shore of Tomalas Bay, about 30 miles north of San Francisco. I was parked along the roadside with about a dozen other cars, almost all of them with our group. I had arrived late that morning, because I didn’t get off work until 8 am that morning. The clinic was already underway as I was unpacking and schlepping my stuff to the beach. I had just changed into my wetsuit in the front seat of my truck. I had placed my wallet, checkbook and a palm top organizer on the drivers seat next to me. I then placed my clothes on top of them. I closed the door, but did not lock my truck as I carried another load down to the beach. Everybody was assembled in a circle on the beach as I walked by, dropped my gear next to my kayak and walked back to my car. This took no more than two minutes. As I approached the cars, I noticed a car pull away from the empty spot next to my truck. The next moment, I was amazed at the abrupt and unsafe U turn the car did in front of oncoming traffic. I then noticed that my car door was standing open. My clothes had been pulled aside and my valuables exposed. I noticed that my wallet looked out of place. It was laying atop everything else. I picked it up to examine it and noticed that all the cash had been removed from it. By the time I had a clue as to what was happening, that sporty little “Rav 4”, was driving away to the south. I didn’t get the license number. I then reexamined my belongings and found nothing missing but my cash. No credit cards were missing. This all happened very fast. I was a bit unnerved all day as a result. Actually I was pissed off. I kept running scenarios through my head all day. “What if, what if.” If I had only been ten seconds ahead, I could have possibly intercepted and beat the crap out of him. (There’s a very strong territory thing here. It’s a guy thing!) At least he didn’t get my credit cards and drivers license. What if I hadn’t noticed anything missing until later. Then that evening, camping among 25 BASKer’s and novices, noticed all my cash missing. Yikes! I’ll quit venting now. So, in conclusion, I suppose that the MO of most kayakers is pretty obvious to a thief. We leave our cars unlocked as we carry our stuff down to the beach. We’re pretty low key and often off guard on the beach. Further, the tailgate of my truck was down, indicating a transient mode. My truck was also on the end of the row, next to an open spot. The road head was also deserted at the time. Hindsight is always 20/20. The Sheriff that I made a report to said that this kind of crime is uncommon in that area. It was obviously a crime of opportunity. Live and learn! *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List Submissions: paddlewise_at_lists.intelenet.net Subscriptions: paddlewise-request_at_lists.intelenet.net Website: http://www.gasp-seakayak.net/paddlewise/ ***************************************************************************Received on Wed Nov 04 1998 - 13:20:38 PST
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