Meanwhile, container ships headed west. One of us was somewhat new at kayaking… and will be a bit more humble about paddling toward the “big boys” in the future. Didn’t take long to find the calm… Views from kayak-level were all-in-all very pleasing. Mount St. Helens gave a hint of north on the horizon. Many Oregon rivers are staked in the past by pilings of forgotten purpose; and yet, some still find a use… We explore the current day ... but find it difficult to leave the river behind when it’s time to journey back to shore.
There was no argument … the warm days of Fall would soon be gone. That’s when a group of neighbors decided to pack up kayaks, and paddle equipment. Off we caravanned to the Port of St. Helens, Oregon. No one was disappointed. The day was perfect for a paddle around Sand Island. Three kayaks were ready to launch and go. The fourth was a vintage Klepper that needed some assembly prior to launch… what an amazingly clever vessel. Flocks of migrating Canada Geese flew overhead all day. No doubt was left about which way was south.