5/14/08 Things seemed to conspire to sabotage our Crystal Cove Hot Dog Paddle this evening, but the desire for tasty, albeit mysterious meat products overcame all obstacles! It started when I came across Ken and Barb on the road heading to the beach and realized I had forgotten the pan to cook the weenies. So unless we wanted to cook them over an open fire with our fingers, I had to head back. I had gotten an early start, so it wasn't too bad a set back. The Secret Beach was almost deserted which made launching pretty easy and I soon glided to a stop at the Coast Guard beach to join the rest of the group. Ken and Barb were there with Dave O'Connor and Chuck Freedman, with only one snag--Dave and Chuck had both forgotten their paddles! Only Barb had brought a backup paddle to loan to the unfortunate, so we hoped for Duane to arrive to see if he had brought a spare. No such luck, but Chuck did have half a Tooksook paddle in his car and so used it for the paddle! We all set out a few minutes past 5pm, but Duane wanting more of a workout decided to do a lap around the island and to catch up with us on the beach. We were a motley group paddling out, but Chuck with his half paddle kept up fine. Outside the harbor, Ken and Dave went to check out an inflatable boat seemed abandoned and floating in the kelp. I made a bee line for the Arch and made a few passes through the playful water. After my last pass, I saw the group heading on down with me quite a ways behind. It wasn't till we were almost at CC that I noticed Ken was no where to be seen. Even now that Duane had caught up with us, there was no sight of Ken! Turns out he'd decided to hang out at the missing dingy to call it in to the Harbor Patrol. His good deed took a bit longer than expected because he couldn't hear the HP over the radio through the closed ear vents on his new Gath helmet!! He arrived with all of us but Barb on the shore and sent her in on the tails of a large set, which she handled with ease. We set up hot dog camp and I brought out my surprise for the night. In my back hatch(thank heaven for QCC hatches), I had the world's second cheapest guitar. Second cheapest only because I'd just put new strings on it. I figured I had a captive audience, I might as well abuse them with a song or two. Ken got the hot dogs cooking and Chuck treated me to an overpriced beer. Duane and Barb both played some licks on the guitar and we got down to serious dog munching. After dessert of tasty brownies, I once again realized I'm not ready for an audience without a few margaritas in me, as I butchered my version of "Four Wet Pigs", which seemed so appropriate for this paddle. Perhaps I did a bit better with my two other songs, but Barb made the guitar sound beautiful as she and Ken tried to finish a duet. But the sun was getting low and Barb was itching for a surf launch, so we closed shop and headed for the boats. I got out quickly and despite the cool temps decided to do some punching in the shore break. Barb got sent off the shore at an inopportune time and while I shouted at her to keep going, the shore crowd told her to stop and she got hit full on by a goodly sized wave and sent back surfing to shore! I missed it, but I heard there was quite a bit of carnage involved, but soon she was back out and launching over another big one. Paddles being scarce on this trip, Dave was force to launch with a GP and seemed to be stuck in neutral in some of the shore break even while his paddle seemed revved into high gear! He made it out, but it didn't help bolster his opinion of traditional paddles. Soon we were all headed home, paddling beneath a beautiful sunset. Despite our set backs, we managed to down some tasty puppies and all return safely. It started iffy, but turned out to be a great paddle, funny how that happens. I left the group at the CG beach and returned to my Secret Spot. With high tide, I was only about 15 feet from my car. I threw my paddles an such in the back, but when I came back for my boat, it had decided to wander down the harbor a bit. I managed to corral it a few docks down before it made me take a swim. What a great day on the water! Mark Sanders www.sandmarks.net # *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
Your prose is very good. Your linking of concepts to make the narration interesting makes the reading pleasant. Best Regards, Rafael. ........ -----Mensaje original----- De: info-bounces_at_list.ckf.org [mailto:info-bounces_at_list.ckf.org] En nombre de Mark Sanders Enviado el: jueves, 15 de mayo de 2008 2:34 Para: 'CKF Discussions' CC: PaddleWise Asunto: [CKF Info] Day #42, Pig Town Jig 5/14/08 Things seemed to conspire to sabotage our Crystal Cove Hot Dog Paddle this evening, but the desire for tasty, albeit mysterious meat products overcame all obstacles! No virus found in this outgoing message. Checked by AVG. Version: 7.5.524 / Virus Database: 269.23.16/1434 - Release Date: 15/05/2008 7:24 *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
On Thu, May 15, 2008 at 12:33 AM, Mark Sanders <sandmarks_at_ca.rr.com> wrote: > 5/14/08 > > Things seemed to conspire to sabotage our Crystal Cove Hot Dog Paddle this > evening, but the desire for tasty, albeit mysterious meat products overcame > all obstacles! > > Great story! Adventure, food (allegedly), entertainment... what more could you ask for? Our weather here finally decided to behave like the middle of May and it's 82F out my front door. I have a new Werner Tybee paddle I need to try out so I'll launch as soon as I do the lawn or finish my nap; choose one. I'm working on a web page to show 7-year-old Hailey in the Coaster last weekend. I never got a photo of her edging the Coaster but I was amazed to see her doing just that in order to get the boat to turn into the breeze (she isn't heavy enough for the boat). The first two times I thought she was going to just capsize and it wasn't until later that I realized she had figured it out. By the way, I have the world's cheapest guitar only 12 feet away: a Yamaha with case that I bought at a Goodwill store for around $12 with strings. :D Craig Jungers Moses Lake, WA *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
You know you're being humored when people tell you that you're a good paddler and you almost made it out through the surf. That's code for "OMG, what happened." As I was paddling into the surf, I felt a little conflicted. I heard shouts of "go, go, go" and "hold where you are" and "stop!" So, I did what anyone would do. I didn't do anything -- bad decision. Anyway, I was prepared for the surf launch because I wore a semi-dry top and my helmet. To add salt to the wound, Tsunami Chuck (a.k.a. Samisen Chuck) successfully negotiate the surf with only half of a paddle. Shish! Ken and Mark did a good job with the Herbrew National hot dogs with gourmet wheat buns and room temperature catsup and mustard. Yum. The food tasted great. The weather was perfect and the company was marginal (lol). It really was a lot of fun. Hope more folks will join us for the next Pig Town Jig. However, next time I vote for having the picnic at the Coast Guard beach -- no surf launches or landings. A message from Barb Tomita In a message dated 5/15/2008 12:42:00 A.M. Pacific Daylight Time, sandmarks_at_ca.rr.com writes: 5/14/08 Things seemed to conspire to sabotage our Crystal Cove Hot Dog Paddle this evening, but the desire for tasty, albeit mysterious meat products overcame all obstacles! *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
Barb, Come join us at Carpinteria this Sunday. Either you'll do fine at "the world's safest beach" or you'll be our offering to Dumpy. Steve From: info-bounces_at_list.ckf.org [mailto:info-bounces_at_list.ckf.org] On Behalf Of Tomitacat_at_aol.com Sent: Thursday, May 15, 2008 4:11 PM To: sandmarks_at_ca.rr.com; info_at_list.ckf.org Cc: paddlewise_at_paddlewise.net Subject: Re: [CKF Info] [Paddlewise] Day #42, Pig Town Jig You know you're being humored when people tell you that you're a good paddler and you almost made it out through the surf. That's code for "OMG, what happened." As I was paddling into the surf, I felt a little conflicted. I heard shouts of "go, go, go" and "hold where you are" and "stop!" So, I did what anyone would do. I didn't do anything -- bad decision. Anyway, I was prepared for the surf launch because I wore a semi-dry top and my helmet. To add salt to the wound, Tsunami Chuck (a.k.a. Samisen Chuck) successfully negotiate the surf with only half of a paddle. Shish! Ken and Mark did a good job with the Herbrew National hot dogs with gourmet wheat buns and room temperature catsup and mustard. Yum. The food tasted great. The weather was perfect and the company was marginal (lol). It really was a lot of fun. Hope more folks will join us for the next Pig Town Jig. However, next time I vote for having the picnic at the Coast Guard beach -- no surf launches or landings. A message from Barb Tomita In a message dated 5/15/2008 12:42:00 A.M. Pacific Daylight Time, sandmarks_at_ca.rr.com writes: 5/14/08 Things seemed to conspire to sabotage our Crystal Cove Hot Dog Paddle this evening, but the desire for tasty, albeit mysterious meat products overcame all obstacles! It started when I came across Ken and Barb on the road heading to the beach and realized I had forgotten the pan to cook the weenies. So unless we wanted to cook them over an open fire with our fingers, I had to head back. I had gotten an early start, so it wasn't too bad a set back. The Secret Beach was almost deserted which made launching pretty easy and I soon glided to a stop at the Coast Guard beach to join the rest of the group. Ken and Barb were there with Dave O'Connor and Chuck Freedman, with only one snag--Dave and Chuck had both forgotten their paddles! Only Barb had brought a backup paddle to loan to the unfortunate, so we hoped for Duane to arrive to see if he had brought a spare. No such luck, but Chuck did have half a Tooksook paddle in his car and so used it for the paddle! We all set out a few minutes past 5pm, but Duane wanting more of a workout decided to do a lap around the island and to catch up with us on the beach. We were a motley group paddling out, but Chuck with his half paddle kept up fine. Outside the harbor, Ken and Dave went to check out an inflatable boat seemed abandoned and floating in the kelp. I made a bee line for the Arch and made a few passes through the playful water. After my last pass, I saw the group heading on down with me quite a ways behind. It wasn't till we were almost at CC that I noticed Ken was no where to be seen. Even now that Duane had caught up with us, there was no sight of Ken! Turns out he'd decided to hang out at the missing dingy to call it in to the Harbor Patrol. His good deed took a bit longer than expected because he couldn't hear the HP over the radio through the closed ear vents on his new Gath helmet!! He arrived with all of us but Barb on the shore and sent her in on the tails of a large set, which she handled with ease. We set up hot dog camp and I brought out my surprise for the night. In my back hatch(thank heaven for QCC hatches), I had the world's second cheapest guitar. Second cheapest only because I'd just put new strings on it. I figured I had a captive audience, I might as well abuse them with a song or two. Ken got the hot dogs cooking and Chuck treated me to an overpriced beer. Duane and Barb both played some licks on the guitar and we got down to serious dog munching. After dessert of tasty brownies, I once again realized I'm not ready for an audience without a few margaritas in me, as I butchered my version of "Four Wet Pigs", which seemed so appropriate for this paddle. Perhaps I did a bit better with my two other songs, but Barb made the guitar sound beautiful as she and Ken tried to finish a duet. But the sun was getting low and Barb was itching for a surf launch, so we closed shop and headed for the boats. I got out quickly and despite the cool temps decided to do some punching in the shore break. Barb got sent off the shore at an inopportune time and while I shouted at her to keep going, the shore crowd told her to stop and she got hit full on by a goodly sized wave and sent back surfing to shore! I missed it, but I heard there was quite a bit of carnage involved, but soon she was back out and launching over another big one. Paddles being scarce on this trip, Dave was force to launch with a GP and seemed to be stuck in neutral in some of the shore break even while his paddle seemed revved into high gear! He made it out, but it didn't help bolster his opinion of traditional paddles. Soon we were all headed home, paddling beneath a beautiful sunset. Despite our set backs, we managed to down some tasty puppies and all return safely. It started iffy, but turned out to be a great paddle, funny how that happens. I left the group at the CG beach and returned to my Secret Spot. With high tide, I was only about 15 feet from my car. I threw my paddles an such in the back, but when I came back for my boat, it had decided to wander down the harbor a bit. I managed to corral it a few docks down before it made me take a swim. What a great day on the water! Mark Sanders www.sandmarks.net # _____ Wondering what's for Dinner Tonight? 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