From bogus@does.not.exist.com Thu Feb 14 00:16:06 2008 From: bogus@does.not.exist.com () Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:16:06 -0000 Subject: No subject Message-ID: I agree the situation in Tibet is a travesty, but there are probably other venues more appropriate for political appeals. Thanks for your support for a truly oppressed people. Pam Schlotter Nyarit, Mexico **************Planning your summer road trip? Check out AOL Travel Guides. (http://travel.aol.com/travel-guide/united-states?ncid=aoltrv00030000000016) -------------------------------1207933145 Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
From one at CKF, I prefer not to hear about politics through our club=20 mail.  I agree the situation in Tibet is a travesty, but there are prob= ably=20 other venues more appropriate for political appeals.
 
Thanks for your support for a truly oppressed people.
 
Pam Schlotter
Nyarit, Mexico
 
 



Planning your=20= summer road trip? Check out AOL Tr= avel Guides.
-------------------------------1207933145-- From bogus@does.not.exist.com Thu Feb 14 00:16:06 2008 From: bogus@does.not.exist.com () Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:16:06 -0000 Subject: No subject Message-ID: bottom of the hill, turn left on Dana Point Harbor Drive/Del Obispo, = which takes you along the harbor. Park in the second to last parking lot, = where you will see kayaks, surf skis, a restroom and a swimming area marked = off in the water. Kayaking is an inherently dangerous sport and participation can result = in loss or breakage of equipment, injury, or even death. This is not a club sponsored or guided paddle. Neither the group, CFK nor myself will be responsible for telling you what is or is not safe for you to do. All participants are responsible for, and will manage their own safety. This responsibility includes assessing your gear, skill level, and physical conditioning relative to conditions and location, as well a making = decisions about what you will or will not do Dave O'Connor ------=_NextPart_000_0074_01C8E346.B3B1A9C0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Message
Posted = for Dave=20 O'Connor:
 
I=20 am planning on launching from Mothers Beach=20 in Dana Point Harbor=20 this Sunday (7/13/08) at 7:30am = and=20 heading down the coast to Treasure  Island (maybe a = little=20 further).  This is an = informal=20 paddle and anyone with intermediate skills is welcome to join me. Those = wanting=20 to paddle shorter distances (Three Arches), whale watch or do a harbor = paddle=20 are welcome to join and paddle with me for a long as they want.  Please note the = following:

1)=20 Surf launches and landings may be required.
2) Conditions can get = rough so=20 you should be comfortable paddling in rough conditions.
3) This is an = informal paddle for experienced paddlers I will not try and hold the = group=20 together – those wanting to do their own thing are welcome to do so. =20 Of course that means the group might become separated and = paddlers should=20 be comfortable paddling solo in challenging conditions and have the = ability to=20 do a solo rescue.

Directions

From the 5 going south, exit=20 PCH/Camino Las Ramblas and go right. At the bottom of the hill, turn = left on=20 Dana Point Harbor Drive/Del Obispo, which takes you along the harbor. = Park in=20 the second to last parking lot, where you will see kayaks, surf skis, a = restroom=20 and a swimming area marked off in the water.

Kayaking is an = inherently=20 dangerous sport and participation can result in loss or breakage of = equipment,=20 injury, or even death. This is not a club sponsored or guided paddle. = Neither=20 the group, CFK nor myself will be responsible for telling you what is or = is not=20 safe for you to do. All participants are responsible for, and will = manage their=20 own safety. This responsibility includes assessing your gear, skill = level, and=20 physical conditioning relative to conditions and location, as well a = making=20 decisions about what you will or will not do

Dave=20 O'Connor
------=_NextPart_000_0074_01C8E346.B3B1A9C0-- From bogus@does.not.exist.com Thu Feb 14 00:16:06 2008 From: bogus@does.not.exist.com () Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:16:06 -0000 Subject: No subject Message-ID: the edge where there are lots of cattails and reeds. There were a lot of = birds in the cattails, and I could here them rustle the stalks and leaves as = they tried to escape my nearness. So I backed off and let them be, and I = paddled 10 or 15 yards away from the edge so I didn't freak out the birds. At different spots along the edge of the lake, I saw several mama ducks = with 8 or 12 ducklings swimming behind them. I've heard that called a = "duckling flotilla." There were coots, egrets, and dragon flies. And I saw = turtles too. At first I saw a thing come out of the water and I thought, "Hum, = is that a turtle head?" But then shrugged it off, since it disappeared = into the water as fast as I saw it. I thought maybe it might have been a = catfish mouth or lips out of the water.=20 I paddled on and eventually I saw a log with three turtles sitting on = top of it. They jumped in the water as I approached, so I didn't see them for long. They were about 8" across and were soft shelled style turtles. I = saw several more sunning themselves on logs at different spots along the = edge.=20 *Kujo and I stopped along a sandy spot to stretch and eat some grapes. = When we got back in the kayak, I put my camera around my neck and we started = away from the sandy spot. There were a lot of sticks in the water from trees that were long dead. Some sticks were visible and some where not.=20 I hadn't gotten 20' from the shore and the boat stopped. Stone cold stopped. I'd put the paddle in and pull back and the boat traveled 3" = or 4" and literally BOINGED back the 3" or 4" where I started. I paddled backwards and the same thing happened. I got scared and THOUGHT there = was a man under the water holding my boat in the same spot. Yep. A man under = the water! I couldn't decide if he was dead or alive, but there must have = been someone holding my boat. In my mind there wasn't any other explanation. = (I watch too many scary movies.)=20 At this point I'm a little shaky and freaked out. So I took my camera = and put it in the waterproof bag and secured it to the bungee straps. I = told *Kujo to hang on cuz I didn't know what was going to happen next.=20 I poked down into the water with my paddle and found it to be about 4' = deep. I figured I might have to get out of my boat and pull it to shore, or = pull it away from the "MAN IN THE LAKE" who was holding on to it. I was = shaking. I sat super still hoping that if there was a "MAN IN THE LAKE" I would = feel a nudge to the bottom of the boat and then I'd know he was really there. = I didn't feel anything scrape or nudge the boat. That calmed me a whole lot. So I decided I'd bounce and dislodge whatever had hold of me. It worked. When calmness took over, I figured there was a branch inside = one of the scupper holes just in deep enough to stop me in my tracks.=20 We quickly left that spot and paddled through a little channel to get to = the other part of the lake. The shape of the lake is like the letter 'B' in = an abstract way. There are two large parts separated by a sand bar, up to = a point, and there's a channel between the two parts. BUT, at the one end farthest from the launch ramp (the launch ramp would be at the 'bottom' = of the 'B') there's even another little part of the lake. It's tiny, and = full of branches. Needless to say I didn't go in there.this time.=20 So that's my story. Don't judge me too harshly. I'm no great paddler, = but was encouraged to tell you this by a gal who said I should share this = story, because "It is much closer to the kind of experiences of ordinary = paddlers." Really? =20 If you get the chance to paddle on Elizabeth Lake - GO for it. Just = watch out for the "MAN IN THE LAKE"!=20 ------=_NextPart_000_0003_01C8E5E4.ACBF9500 Content-Type: text/html; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Message
Forwarded anonymously on behalf of a club member: =
 
06/28/08 

Title:  Elizabeth = Lake

By:  Anonymous=20 Jones 

*The names in this story have = been=20 changed to protect the identity of the nut who wrote=20 it.   

I went to Elizabeth Lake, up near Green Valley outside of = Lancaster/Palmdale area.=20  It’s a small fresh water lake with fishermen lining its=20 shores. 

I put in with Kujo* (my = doggie) on the=20 floor of the kayak.  She’s not fond of water, but I am fond = of her, so she=20 goes.  Yes, she wears a DFD (Doggie Floatation = Device). 

From the steep ramp we set off = straight=20 across the lake to paddle along the edge where there are lots of = cattails and=20 reeds.  There were a lot of birds in the cattails, and I could here = them=20 rustle the stalks and leaves as they tried to escape my nearness. =  So I=20 backed off and let them be, and I paddled 10 or 15 yards away from the = edge so I=20 didn’t freak out the birds.  At different spots along the = edge of the lake,=20 I saw several mama ducks with 8 or 12 ducklings swimming behind = them.  I’ve=20 heard that called a “duckling flotilla.”  There were = coots, egrets, and=20 dragon flies.  And I saw turtles too. At first I saw a thing come = out of=20 the water and I thought, “Hum, is that a turtle head?”  = But then shrugged=20 it off, since it disappeared into the water as fast as I saw it.  I = thought=20 maybe it might have been a catfish mouth or lips out of the=20 water. 

I paddled on and eventually I = saw a log=20 with three turtles sitting on top of it.  They jumped in the water = as I=20 approached, so I didn’t see them for long.  They were about = 8” across and=20 were soft shelled style turtles.  I saw several more sunning = themselves on=20 logs at different spots along the edge. 

*Kujo and I stopped along a = sandy spot=20 to stretch and eat some grapes.  When we got back in the kayak, I = put my=20 camera around my neck and we started away from the sandy spot. =  There were=20 a lot of sticks in the water from trees that were long dead.  Some = sticks=20 were visible and some where not. 

I hadn’t gotten = 20’ from the shore and=20 the boat stopped.  Stone cold stopped.  I’d put the = paddle in and pull=20 back and the boat traveled 3” or 4” and literally BOINGED = back the 3” or 4”=20 where I started.  I paddled backwards and the same thing happened. =  I=20 got scared and THOUGHT there was a man under the water holding my = boat in=20 the same spot.  Yep.  A man under the water!  I = couldn’t decide=20 if he was dead or alive, but there must have been someone holding my = boat. =20 In my mind there wasn’t any other explanation.  (I watch too = many scary=20 movies.) 

At this point I’m a = little shaky and=20 freaked out.  So I took my camera and put it in the waterproof bag = and=20 secured it to the bungee straps.  I told *Kujo to hang on cuz I = didn’t know=20 what was going to happen next. 

I poked down into the water = with my=20 paddle and found it to be about 4’ deep.  I figured I might = have to get out=20 of my boat and pull it to shore, or pull it away from the "MAN IN THE = LAKE" who=20 was holding on to it.  I was shaking.  I sat super still = hoping that=20 if there was a "MAN IN THE LAKE" I would feel a nudge to the bottom of = the boat=20 and then I’d know he was really there. 

I didn’t feel anything = scrape or nudge=20 the boat.  That calmed me a whole lot.  So I decided I’d = bounce and=20 dislodge whatever had hold of me.  It worked.  When calmness = took=20 over, I figured there was a branch inside one of the scupper holes just = in deep=20 enough to stop me in my tracks. 

We quickly left that spot and = paddled=20 through a little channel to get to the other part of the lake.  The = shape=20 of the lake is like the letter ‘B’ in an abstract way.  = There are two large=20 parts separated by a sand bar, up to a point, and there’s a = channel between the=20 two parts.  BUT, at the one end farthest from the launch ramp (the = launch=20 ramp would be at the ‘bottom’ of the ‘B’) = there’s even another little part of=20 the lake.  It’s tiny, and full of branches.  Needless to = say I didn’t=20 go in there…this time. 

So that’s my = story.  Don’t judge me=20 too harshly.  I’m no great paddler, but was encouraged to = tell you this by=20 a gal who said I should share this story, because “It is much = closer to the kind=20 of experiences of ordinary paddlers.”  Really?  

If you get the chance to = paddle on=20 Elizabeth=20 Lake – GO = for it. =20 Just watch out for the "MAN IN THE=20 LAKE"! 

------=_NextPart_000_0003_01C8E5E4.ACBF9500-- From bogus@does.not.exist.com Thu Feb 14 00:16:06 2008 From: bogus@does.not.exist.com () Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:16:06 -0000 Subject: No subject Message-ID: paddling in groups of two or three and carrying on conversations. The = water was calm and clear and the sunshine afforded us nice views into = the kelp forest with fish darting about. The wildlife that we saw = included several seals, diving pelicans, squawking sea gulls, cormorants = gulping down bait fish, and possibly a sea otter. I was surprised that = I did not see any Dolphins. The water along this stretch of coast was = as clean as I have ever seen it, there were only a few oil spots which = were concentrated in only a couple of places. Our landings at Gaviota were perfect. As we pulled our boats onto the = sandy beach, we tried to blend in with the beautiful beach people hoping = that no one would notice the fashion clash between their colorful = bikinis and our spray skirts, bulging PFDs and funky paddler hats. = Turns out it was a pretty nice crowd. Even the life guard was friendly. = I think he was impressed by the controlled way we landed one boat at a = time with someone on the beach waiting to assist. It was a great day to be on the shore in Gaviota State Park. The beach = was alive with the shouts of children playing in the water. Young = people were throwing a ball around. Someone with an inflatable raft had = loaded it with kids and was giving them a trill bouncing it up and down = in the gentle surf. Everywhere I looked I saw happy people having a = good time. Everywhere I looked I saw these amazing bodies laying on = blankets wearing.. maybe some details should be left to your imagination Win and Carol were the first to launch and got a head start back to = Refugio. Not long after Mike, Scott and I followed. Duane, Mark, and = Dave wanted to savor life on the beach a little longer and would paddle = fast to catch up with us. Since the day turned out to be warm and we = were getting hot, Mike, Scott, and I resorted to roto-cooling from time = to time. I find that rolling not only cools me off and makes me feel = more comfortable, it also helps to keep my muscles from getting sore. For the most part the trip back was rather uneventful. At least it went = that way until the final quarter mile. The fact that the swell had been = pretty consistent with no really big waves to surprise us, afforded Mike = the opportunity to paddle close to the shore line. Mike likes to paddle = in the clapotis where waves are reflected off of sea walls. = Unfortunately a small rock outcropping captured Mike's attention. The = Siren call of this little nook tempted him. But as he headed into it I = saw this wave coming after him. Dumpy had baited his trap and Mike had = been suckered in. =20 Duane, Dave, Mark and I all cringed when we saw Mike get flipped over = with rocks all around. Mike was not wearing his helmet; it was stored = in his front hatch. Dave later commented, not that many people think to = protect their front hatches by putting a helmet in there. As his boat = bounced into the rocks, Mike wet exited and got to his feet. He patted = his head to tell us he was ok. What a relief! But it was short lived. Mike decided that he could reenter his boat and = paddle out of the rocky nook. We were yelling at Mike to swim his boat = out of the rocks, but he couldn't make out what we were saying. So = just as Mike got back into his boat and attached his spray skirt, Dumpy = swept in for round two. Again Mike got flipped over into the rocks.=20 I held my breath as I waited for him to wet exit. We all dreaded what = we might have to do if Mike got hurt in there. Would we be able to get = to him fast enough if he didn't resurface? What would be the best way = to get to him, leave my boat and swim in. I had a first aid kit in my = front hatch, but there might not be time to get it out. If he was = seriously hurt would I be able to call for help on my VHS radio, or = would I need to use my PLB. My thoughts raced during that adrenalin = charged moment as I waited for Mike to resurface. I breathed a big sigh of relief when Mike popped up and patted his head = to tell us he was still OK. And this time Mike figured it out. He = pushed his boat out of the rock outcropping and swam out. I paddled to = Mike and told him to grab my bow and wrap his legs around it. As I = paddled Mike away from the swell and the rocks, Duane got to Mike's boat = and pushed it out to Dave. A few minutes later we helped Mike back = into his boat and were on our way again. Amazingly, Mike emerged = without a scratch, and the only losses were his bilge pump and sponge. = His boat and paddles had come through without any damage. I think Mark = Sanders took get some picture of Mike's rescue. When we got back to Refugio things were going smoothly. Duane, Dave, = Mark, Win and Carol had all done beautiful landings. In fact, things = were going so well that Mark went back to his vehicle to put away his = camera. Only Scott , Mike, and I were on the water. But Dumpy still = had it in for Mike and wasn't yet done with him. As Mike paddled in to = shore, Dumpy reared up behind him with the biggest wave of the day. I = wish I had my camera to get a shot of the expression on Mike's face as = he looked over his shoulder into the wave that was welling up to dump on = him. It was one of those classic Scrat moments with the big eyes and = mouth open in frozen disbelief. I saw the stern of Mike's boat pop = straight up and rotate briefly as Mike got pitch poled out by the wave. The good news; Mike crawled out of it in great shape, no bruises, cuts, = or scratches. And his gear was not damaged. Scott and I made smooth, = picture perfect landings. As my boat slid up high onto the beach I = think I heard Dave say, "Now this is how it's supposed to be done, = Mike." Sitting on the beach all covered in kelp and Sand, Mike's boat looked = sad, as if it wanted to get far away from the ocean. Mike, on the other = hand, seemed to be in good spirits. I think he was grateful that he had = made it through so much without getting hurt. And as he thought about = what had gone wrong, he came up with several lessons good learned. = Hopefully he will share them with us. At the end of the day, with all the boats packed up and ready to go, we = all shared a beer and had a good laugh together. I'm sure that Mike = can't wait to see what we all have to say in our trip reports. = Fortunately he is a really good sport and can stand up with the best us. Yesterday Dumpy had his sights set on Mike. Next time it could be me or = you. This sport has a way of keeping us humble. Days like these are = the ones we remember and will talk about for years to come. All the best, Patrick Martin ------=_NextPart_000_0029_01C8EFE2.BA4FF9F0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable

Trip=20 Report: 7/26/08 =96 Refugio to Gaviota

My=20 alarm clock went off at 4 am and I awoke with some hesitancy.  The past week at work had been = exhausting, I felt tired, and I wasn=92t sure I was up for a 16 nm = paddle with an=20 aggressive group of paddlers.  = As I=20 dragged myself out of bed I knew once I got out onto the water my=20 attitude should revive and I should begin to feel like my old self=20 again.  The rhythm of the = ocean and=20 the laughter of friendship could regenerate my attitude.  I just had to dig deep and = make the=20 effort to show up with a smile to share.

Mike=20 Bode arrived at my house  right on=20 time and we loaded his boat and gear onto my truck so that we could = carpool from=20 Moorpark to Refugio.  It = was good to=20 see Mike.  He too had = survived a=20 difficult week and had overcome the urge to call it quits and sleep = in.  Our ride to the beach seemed = to pass=20 quickly because we had much to talk about.

The=20 group that assembled included Mike Bode, Duane Strosaker (who had posted = the=20 invitation for this trip), Mark Sanders, Dave O=92Connor, Scott (who=92s = last name=20 eludes me, sorry Scott), and Win and Carol Aldrich.  Duane, Mark and Dave had spent = the night=20 sleeping in their cars in the Channel Islands Harbor parking lot in = Oxnard.  At this time of year it is = impossible to=20 get a camp site at Refugio, El Capitan, or Gaviota since all the = reservations=20 were sold out months ago.  = These=20 guys are a hearty bunch and were in remarkably good spirits in spite of = their=20 less than ideal camping accommodations.

It was=20 a beautiful day with warm sunshine, no wind, and surf that was mostly = less than=20 3-foot.  We launched = around 9=20 o=92clock and the only thrill was the kiss that Dump gave me as I = splashed through=20 a wave.  I think Mike = referred to my=20 launch as =93classic Martin timing=94. =20 Everyone else made it out without the benefit of an exhilarating = splash=20 of sea water in their faces.  = But=20 there was something about that splash that revived me.  From that moment on I was = having a=20 wonderful time and could feel my spirit charging up with every = undulation of my=20 boat and every stroke of my paddle.

From=20 Refugio we headed west to Gaviota. =20 Along the way we mixed it up paddling in groups of two or three = and=20 carrying on conversations.  = The=20 water was calm and clear and the sunshine afforded us nice views into = the kelp=20 forest with fish darting about.  = The=20 wildlife that we saw included several seals, diving pelicans, squawking = sea=20 gulls, cormorants gulping down bait fish, and possibly a sea otter. =  I was surprised that I did not = see any=20 Dolphins.  The water along = this=20 stretch of coast was as clean as I have ever seen it, there were only a = few oil=20 spots which were concentrated in only a couple of places.

Our=20 landings at Gaviota were perfect. =20 As we pulled our boats onto the sandy beach, we tried to blend in = with=20 the beautiful beach people hoping that no one would notice the fashion = clash=20 between their colorful bikinis and our spray skirts, bulging PFDs and = funky=20 paddler hats.  Turns out = it was a=20 pretty nice crowd.  Even = the life=20 guard was friendly.  I = think he was=20 impressed by the controlled way we landed one boat at a time with = someone on the=20 beach waiting to assist.

It was=20 a great day to be on the shore in Gaviota State Park.  The beach was alive with the = shouts of=20 children playing in the water.  Young people were throwing a = ball=20 around.  Someone with an = inflatable=20 raft had loaded it with kids and was giving them a trill bouncing it up = and down=20 in the gentle surf.  Everywhere I=20 looked I saw happy people having a good time.  Everywhere I looked I saw = these amazing=20 bodies laying on blankets wearing=85. maybe some details should be left = to your=20 imagination

Win=20 and Carol were the first to launch and got a head start back to = Refugio.  Not long after Mike, Scott and = I=20 followed.  Duane, Mark, = and Dave=20 wanted to savor life on the beach a little longer and would paddle fast = to catch=20 up with us.  Since the day = turned=20 out to be warm and we were getting hot, Mike, Scott, and I resorted to=20 roto-cooling from time to time.  = I=20 find that rolling not only cools me off and makes me feel more = comfortable, it=20 also helps to keep my muscles from getting sore.

For the most part the trip back was rather = uneventful.  At least it went that way = until the=20 final quarter mile.  The = fact that=20 the swell had been pretty consistent with no really big waves to = surprise us,=20 afforded Mike the opportunity to paddle close to the shore line.  Mike likes to paddle in the = clapotis=20 where waves are reflected off of sea walls.  Unfortunately a small rock = outcropping=20 captured Mike=92s attention.  = The=20 Siren call of this little nook tempted him.  But as he headed into it I saw = this wave=20 coming after him.  Dumpy = had baited=20 his trap and Mike had been suckered in. =20

Duane,=20 Dave, Mark and I all cringed when we saw Mike get flipped over with = rocks all=20 around.  Mike was not = wearing his=20 helmet; it was stored in his front hatch. =20 Dave later commented, not that many people think to protect their = front=20 hatches by putting a helmet in there. =20 As his boat bounced into the rocks, Mike wet exited and got to = his=20 feet.  He patted his head = to tell us=20 he was ok.  What a=20 relief!

But it=20 was short lived.  Mike = decided that=20 he could reenter his boat and paddle out of the rocky nook.   We were yelling at Mike = to swim his=20 boat out of the rocks, but he couldn=92t make out what we were = saying.   So just as Mike got back = into his=20 boat and attached his spray skirt, Dumpy swept in for = round two.  Again Mike got flipped over = into the=20 rocks.

I held=20 my breath as I waited for him to wet exit. =20 We all dreaded what we might have to do if Mike got hurt in = there.  Would we be able to get to him = fast=20 enough if he didn=92t resurface?  = What=20 would be the best way to get to him, leave my boat and swim in.  I had a first aid kit in my = front hatch,=20 but there might not be time to get it out. =20 If he was seriously hurt would I be able to call for help on my = VHS=20 radio, or would I need to use my PLB. =20 My thoughts raced during that adrenalin charged moment as I = waited for=20 Mike to resurface.

I=20 breathed a big sigh of relief when Mike popped up and patted his head to = tell us=20 he was still OK.  And this = time Mike=20 figured it out.  He pushed = his boat=20 out of the rock outcropping and swam out.  I paddled to Mike and told him = to grab my=20 bow and wrap his legs around it.  = As=20 I paddled Mike away from the swell and the rocks, Duane got to Mike=92s = boat and=20 pushed it out to Dave.  =   A few minutes later we = helped Mike=20 back into his boat and were on our way again.  Amazingly, Mike emerged = without a=20 scratch, and the only losses were his bilge pump and sponge.  His boat and paddles had come = through=20 without any damage.  I = think Mark=20 Sanders took get some picture of Mike=92s rescue.

When=20 we got back to Refugio things were going smoothly.  Duane, Dave, Mark, Win and = Carol had all=20 done beautiful landings.  = In fact,=20 things were going so well that Mark went back to his vehicle to put = away=20 his camera.  Only Scott , = Mike, and=20 I were on the water.  But = Dumpy=20 still had it in for Mike and wasn=92t yet done with him.  As Mike paddled in to shore, = Dumpy=20 reared up behind him with the biggest wave of the day.  I wish I had my camera to get = a shot of=20 the expression on Mike=92s face as he looked over his shoulder into the = wave that=20 was welling up to dump on him.  = It=20 was one of those classic Scrat moments with the big eyes and mouth = open in=20 frozen disbelief.  I saw = the stern=20 of Mike=92s boat pop straight up and rotate briefly as Mike got pitch = poled out by=20 the wave.

The=20 good news; Mike crawled out of it in great shape, no bruises, cuts, or=20 scratches.  And his gear = was not=20 damaged.  Scott and I made = smooth,=20 picture perfect landings.  = As my=20 boat slid up high onto the beach I think I heard Dave say, =93Now this = is how it=92s=20 supposed to be done, Mike.=94

Sitting on the beach all covered in kelp and Sand, Mike=92s = boat looked=20 sad, as if it wanted to get far away from the ocean.  Mike, on the other hand, = seemed to be in=20 good spirits.  I think he = was=20 grateful that he had made it through so much without getting hurt.  And as he thought about what = had gone=20 wrong, he came up with several lessons good learned.  Hopefully he will share them = with=20 us.

At the=20 end of the day, with all the boats packed up and ready to go, we all = shared a=20 beer and had a good laugh together. =20 I=92m sure that Mike can=92t wait to see what we all have to say = in our trip=20 reports.  Fortunately he = is a=20 really good sport and can stand up with the best us.

Yesterday Dumpy had his sights set on Mike.  Next time it could be me or = you.  This sport has a way of = keeping us=20 humble.  Days like these = are the=20 ones we remember and will talk about for years to come.

All=20 the best,

Patrick Martin

------=_NextPart_000_0029_01C8EFE2.BA4FF9F0-- From bogus@does.not.exist.com Thu Feb 14 00:16:06 2008 From: bogus@does.not.exist.com () Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:16:06 -0000 Subject: No subject Message-ID: paddling in groups of two or three and carrying on conversations. The wat= er was=20 calm and clear and the sunshine afforded us nice views into the kelp forest= =20 with fish darting about. The wildlife that we saw included several seals,=20 diving pelicans, squawking sea gulls, cormorants gulping down bait fish, an= d=20 possibly a sea otter. I was surprised that I did not see any Dolphins. T= he=20 water along this stretch of coast was as clean as I have ever seen it, ther= e=20 were only a few oil spots which were concentrated in only a couple of plac= es.=20 Our landings at Gaviota were perfect. As we pulled our boats onto the=20 sandy beach, we tried to blend in with the beautiful beach people hoping th= at no=20 one would notice the fashion clash between their colorful bikinis and our=20 spray skirts, bulging PFDs and funky paddler hats. Turns out it was a pre= tty=20 nice crowd. Even the life guard was friendly. I think he was impressed b= y=20 the controlled way we landed one boat at a time with someone on the beach=20 waiting to assist.=20 It was a great day to be on the shore in Gaviota State Park. The beach was= =20 alive with the shouts of children playing in the water. Young people were=20 throwing a ball around. Someone with an inflatable raft had loaded it wit= h=20 kids and was giving them a trill bouncing it up and down in the gentle surf= . =20 Everywhere I looked I saw happy people having a good time. Everywhere I =20 looked I saw these amazing bodies laying on blankets wearing=E2=80=A6. maybe= some details=20 should be left to your imagination=20 Win and Carol were the first to launch and got a head start back to Refugio= .=20 Not long after Mike, Scott and I followed. Duane, Mark, and Dave wanted=20 to savor life on the beach a little longer and would paddle fast to catch u= p=20 with us. Since the day turned out to be warm and we were getting hot, Mike= ,=20 Scott, and I resorted to roto-cooling from time to time. I find that roll= ing=20 not only cools me off and makes me feel more comfortable, it also helps to=20 keep my muscles from getting sore.=20 For the most part the trip back was rather uneventful. At least it went tha= t=20 way until the final quarter mile. The fact that the swell had been pretty= =20 consistent with no really big waves to surprise us, afforded Mike the=20 opportunity to paddle close to the shore line. Mike likes to paddle in the=20= clapotis =20 where waves are reflected off of sea walls. Unfortunately a small rock=20 outcropping captured Mike=E2=80=99s attention. The Siren call of this lit= tle nook=20 tempted him. But as he headed into it I saw this wave coming after him. D= umpy had=20 baited his trap and Mike had been suckered in. =20 Duane, Dave, Mark and I all cringed when we saw Mike get flipped over with=20 rocks all around. Mike was not wearing his helmet; it was stored in his fr= ont=20 hatch. Dave later commented, not that many people think to protect their=20 front hatches by putting a helmet in there. As his boat bounced into the ro= cks,=20 Mike wet exited and got to his feet. He patted his head to tell us he was= =20 ok. What a relief!=20 But it was short lived. Mike decided that he could reenter his boat and=20 paddle out of the rocky nook. We were yelling at Mike to swim his boat ou= t of=20 the rocks, but he couldn=E2=80=99t make out what we were saying. So just a= s Mike=20 got back into his boat and attached his spray skirt, Dumpy swept in for rou= nd=20 two. Again Mike got flipped over into the rocks. =20 I held my breath as I waited for him to wet exit. We all dreaded what we=20 might have to do if Mike got hurt in there. Would we be able to get to hi= m=20 fast enough if he didn=E2=80=99t resurface? What would be the best way to g= et to him,=20 leave my boat and swim in. I had a first aid kit in my front hatch, but=20 there might not be time to get it out. If he was seriously hurt would I b= e able=20 to call for help on my VHS radio, or would I need to use my PLB. My=20 thoughts raced during that adrenalin charged moment as I waited for Mike to= =20 resurface.=20 I breathed a big sigh of relief when Mike popped up and patted his head to=20 tell us he was still OK. And this time Mike figured it out. He pushed h= is=20 boat out of the rock outcropping and swam out. I paddled to Mike and told h= im=20 to grab my bow and wrap his legs around it. As I paddled Mike away from=20 the swell and the rocks, Duane got to Mike=E2=80=99s boat and pushed it out= to Dave. =20 A few minutes later we helped Mike back into his boat and were on our way=20 again. Amazingly, Mike emerged without a scratch, and the only losses were= his=20 bilge pump and sponge. His boat and paddles had come through without any=20 damage. I think Mark Sanders took get some picture of Mike=E2=80=99s rescu= e.=20 When we got back to Refugio things were going smoothly. Duane, Dave, Mark,= =20 Win and Carol had all done beautiful landings. In fact, things were going= =20 so well that Mark went back to his vehicle to put away his camera. Only Sc= ott=20 , Mike, and I were on the water. But Dumpy still had it in for Mike and=20 wasn=E2=80=99t yet done with him. As Mike paddled in to shore, Dumpy reare= d up behind=20 him with the biggest wave of the day. I wish I had my camera to get a shot=20= =20 of the expression on Mike=E2=80=99s face as he looked over his shoulder into= the wave =20 that was welling up to dump on him. It was one of those classic Scrat=20 moments with the big eyes and mouth open in frozen disbelief. I saw the s= tern of=20 Mike=E2=80=99s boat pop straight up and rotate briefly as Mike got pitch po= led out by=20 the wave.=20 The good news; Mike crawled out of it in great shape, no bruises, cuts, or=20= =20 scratches. And his gear was not damaged. Scott and I made smooth, pictur= e=20 perfect landings. As my boat slid up high onto the beach I think I heard=20 Dave say, =E2=80=9CNow this is how it=E2=80=99s supposed to be done, Mike.= =E2=80=9D=20 Sitting on the beach all covered in kelp and Sand, Mike=E2=80=99s boat looke= d sad,=20 as if it wanted to get far away from the ocean. Mike, on the other hand,=20 seemed to be in good spirits. I think he was grateful that he had made it= =20 through so much without getting hurt. And as he thought about what had gone= wrong,=20 he came up with several lessons good learned. Hopefully he will share them=20 with us.=20 At the end of the day, with all the boats packed up and ready to go, we all= =20 shared a beer and had a good laugh together. I=E2=80=99m sure that Mike can= =E2=80=99t wait=20 to see what we all have to say in our trip reports. Fortunately he is a=20 really good sport and can stand up with the best us.=20 Yesterday Dumpy had his sights set on Mike. Next time it could be me or you= .=20 This sport has a way of keeping us humble. Days like these are the ones=20 we remember and will talk about for years to come.=20 All the best,=20 Patrick Martin _______________________________________________ Info mailing list Info at list.ckf.org http://list.ckf.org/mailman/listinfo/info **************Get fantasy football with free live scoring. 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Pat,
 
Great trip report! Dumpy was persistent. Glad Mike is okay.
 
Carol
 
In a message dated 7/27/2008 12:17:37 P.M. Pacific Daylight Time,=20 Captainkayak at earthlink.net writes:
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Trip=20 Report: 7/26/08 =E2=80=93 Refugio to Gaviota

My=20 alarm clock went off at 4 am and I awoke with some hesitancy.  The past week at work had been=20 exhausting, I felt tired, and I wasn=E2=80=99t sure I was up for a 16 nm p= addle with=20 an aggressive group of paddlers. =20 As I dragged myself out of bed I knew once I got out onto the water= my=20 attitude should revive and I should begin to feel like my old self=20 again.  The rhythm of the oc= ean=20 and the laughter of friendship could regenerate my attitude.  I just had to dig deep and make=20= the=20 effort to show up with a smile to share.

Mike=20 Bode arrived at my house  ri= ght on=20 time and we loaded his boat and gear onto my truck so that we could carpoo= l=20 from Moorpark to Refugio.  I= t was=20 good to see Mike.  He too ha= d=20 survived a difficult week and had overcome the urge to call it quits and s= leep=20 in.  Our ride to the beach s= eemed=20 to pass quickly because we had much to talk about.

The=20 group that assembled included Mike Bode, Duane Strosaker (who had posted t= he=20 invitation for this trip), Mark Sanders, Dave O=E2=80=99Connor, Scott (who= =E2=80=99s last name=20 eludes me, sorry Scott), and Win and Carol Aldrich.  Duane, Mark and Dave had spent t= he=20 night sleeping in their cars in the Channel Islands Harbor parking lot in=20 Oxnard.  At this time of yea= r it=20 is impossible to get a camp site at Refugio, El Capitan, or Gaviota since=20= all=20 the reservations were sold out months ago.  These guys are a hearty bunch an= d were=20 in remarkably good spirits in spite of their less than ideal camping=20 accommodations.

It=20 was a beautiful day with warm sunshine, no wind, and surf that was mostly=20= less=20 than 3-foot.  We launched ar= ound 9=20 o=E2=80=99clock and the only thrill was the kiss that Dump gave me as I sp= lashed=20 through a wave.  I think Mik= e=20 referred to my launch as =E2=80=9Cclassic Martin timing=E2=80=9D.  Everyone else made it out withou= t the=20 benefit of an exhilarating splash of sea water in their faces.  But there was something about th= at=20 splash that revived me.  Fro= m that=20 moment on I was having a wonderful time and could feel my spirit charging=20= up=20 with every undulation of my boat and every stroke of my paddle.

From=20 Refugio we headed west to Gaviota. = =20 Along the way we mixed it up paddling in groups of two or three and= =20 carrying on conversations.  = The=20 water was calm and clear and the sunshine afforded us nice views into the=20= kelp=20 forest with fish darting about. =20 The wildlife that we saw included several seals, diving pelicans,=20 squawking sea gulls, cormorants gulping down bait fish, and possibly a sea= =20 otter.  I was surprised that= I did=20 not see any Dolphins.  The w= ater=20 along this stretch of coast was as clean as I have ever seen it, there wer= e=20 only a few oil spots which were concentrated in only a couple of=20 places.

Our=20 landings at Gaviota were perfect. =20 As we pulled our boats onto the sandy beach, we tried to blend in w= ith=20 the beautiful beach people hoping that no one would notice the fashion cla= sh=20 between their colorful bikinis and our spray skirts, bulging PFDs and funk= y=20 paddler hats.  Turns out it=20= was a=20 pretty nice crowd.  Even the= life=20 guard was friendly.  I think= he=20 was impressed by the controlled way we landed one boat at a time with some= one=20 on the beach waiting to assist.

It=20 was a great day to be on the shore in Gaviota State Park.  The beach was alive with the sho= uts of=20 children playing in the water.  Young people were throwing a ball= =20 around.  Someone with an=20 inflatable raft had loaded it with kids and was giving them a trill bounci= ng=20 it up and down in the gentle surf.  Everywhere I looked I saw happy p= eople=20 having a good time.  Everywh= ere I=20 looked I saw these amazing bodies laying on blankets wearing=E2=80=A6. may= be some=20 details should be left to your imagination

Win=20 and Carol were the first to launch and got a head start back to Refugio.  Not long after Mike, Scott and I= =20 followed.  Duane, Mark, and=20= Dave=20 wanted to savor life on the beach a little longer and would paddle fast to= =20 catch up with us.  Since the= day=20 turned out to be warm and we were getting hot, Mike, Scott, and I resorted= to=20 roto-cooling from time to time.  I=20 find that rolling not only cools me off and makes me feel more comfortable= , it=20 also helps to keep my muscles from getting sore.

For the most part the trip back was rather uneventful.  At least it went that way until=20= the=20 final quarter mile.  The fac= t that=20 the swell had been pretty consistent with no really big waves to surprise=20= us,=20 afforded Mike the opportunity to paddle close to the shore line.  Mike likes to paddle in the clap= otis=20 where waves are reflected off of sea walls.  Unfortunately a small rock outcr= opping=20 captured Mike=E2=80=99s attention. = The=20 Siren call of this little nook tempted him.  But as he headed into it I saw t= his=20 wave coming after him.  Dump= y had=20 baited his trap and Mike had been suckered in. 

Duane, Dave, Mark and I all cringed when we saw Mike get flipped=20= over=20 with rocks all around.  Mike= was=20 not wearing his helmet; it was stored in his front hatch.  Dave later commented, not that m= any=20 people think to protect their front hatches by putting a helmet in there.<= SPAN=20 style=3D"mso-spacerun: yes">  As his boat bounced into the roc= ks,=20 Mike wet exited and got to his feet.&nbs= p;=20 He patted his head to tell us he was ok.  What a relief!

But=20 it was short lived.  Mike de= cided=20 that he could reenter his boat and paddle out of the rocky nook.   We were yelling at Mike to=20= swim=20 his boat out of the rocks, but he couldn=E2=80=99t make out what we were s= aying.   So just as Mike got back i= nto=20 his boat and attached his spray skirt, Dumpy swept in for round two.<= SPAN=20 style=3D"mso-spacerun: yes">  Again Mike got flipped over into= the=20 rocks.

I=20 held my breath as I waited for him to wet exit.  We all dreaded what we might hav= e to=20 do if Mike got hurt in there. =20 Would we be able to get to him fast enough if he didn=E2=80=99t res= urface?  What would be the best way to ge= t to=20 him, leave my boat and swim in.  I=20 had a first aid kit in my front hatch, but there might not be time to get=20= it=20 out.  If he was seriously hu= rt=20 would I be able to call for help on my VHS radio, or would I need to use m= y=20 PLB.  My thoughts raced duri= ng=20 that adrenalin charged moment as I waited for Mike to resurface.

I=20 breathed a big sigh of relief when Mike popped up and patted his head to t= ell=20 us he was still OK.  And thi= s time=20 Mike figured it out.  He pus= hed=20 his boat out of the rock outcropping and swam out.  I paddled to Mike and told him to= grab=20 my bow and wrap his legs around it. = ;=20 As I paddled Mike away from the swell and the rocks, Duane got to=20 Mike=E2=80=99s boat and pushed it out to Dave. =20   A few minutes=20= later=20 we helped Mike back into his boat and were on our way again.  Amazingly, Mike emerged without=20= a=20 scratch, and the only losses were his bilge pump and sponge.  His boat and paddles had come th= rough=20 without any damage.  I think= Mark=20 Sanders took get some picture of Mike=E2=80=99s rescue.

When=20 we got back to Refugio things were going smoothly.  Duane, Dave, Mark, Win and Carol= had=20 all done beautiful landings.  In=20 fact, things were going so well that Mark went back to his vehicle to= put=20 away his camera.  Only Scott= ,=20 Mike, and I were on the water.  But= =20 Dumpy still had it in for Mike and wasn=E2=80=99t yet done with him= .  As Mike paddled in to shore, Dum= py=20 reared up behind him with the biggest wave of the day.  I wish I had my camera to get a=20= shot=20 of the expression on Mike=E2=80=99s face as he looked over his shoulder in= to the wave=20 that was welling up to dump on him. = ;=20 It was one of those classic Scrat moments with the big eyes=20 and mouth open in frozen disbelief.=  =20 I saw the stern of Mike=E2=80=99s boat pop straight up and rotate b= riefly as=20 Mike got pitch poled out by the wave.

The=20 good news; Mike crawled out of it in great shape, no bruises, cuts, or=20 scratches.  And his gear was= not=20 damaged.  Scott and I made s= mooth,=20 picture perfect landings.  A= s my=20 boat slid up high onto the beach I think I heard Dave say, =E2=80=9CNow th= is is how=20 it=E2=80=99s supposed to be done, Mike.=E2=80=9D

Sitting on the beach all covered in kelp and Sand, Mike=E2=80=99s= boat looked=20 sad, as if it wanted to get far away from the ocean.  Mike, on the other hand, seemed=20= to be=20 in good spirits.  I think he= was=20 grateful that he had made it through so much without getting hurt.  And as he thought about what had= gone=20 wrong, he came up with several lessons good learned.  Hopefully he will share them wit= h=20 us.

At=20 the end of the day, with all the boats packed up and ready to go, we all=20 shared a beer and had a good laugh together.  I=E2=80=99m sure that Mike can= =E2=80=99t wait to see=20 what we all have to say in our trip reports.  Fortunately he is a really = good=20 sport and can stand up with the best us.

Yesterday Dumpy had his sights set on Mike.  Next time it could be me or you.=   This sport has a way of keeping=20= us=20 humble.  Days like these are= the=20 ones we remember and will talk about for years to come.

All=20 the best,

Patrick=20 Martin



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-------------------------------1217265723-- From bogus@does.not.exist.com Thu Feb 14 00:16:06 2008 From: bogus@does.not.exist.com () Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:16:06 -0000 Subject: No subject Message-ID: To: U.S. West Coast, Alaska, and British Columbia coastal regions From: NOAA/NWS/West Coast and Alaska Tsunami Warning Center Subject: Tsunami Information Statementissued 07/29/2008 at 11:44AM PDT At 11:42 AM Pacific Daylight Time on July 29, an earthquakewith preliminary magnitude 5.6 occurred 80 miles/129 Km southwest of Barstow, California. The magnitude is such that a tsunami *IS NOT EXPECTED*. However, in coastal areas of intense shaking, locally generated tsunamis can be triggered by underwater landslides. This will be the only WCATWC message issued for this event. The location and magnitude are based on preliminary information. Further information will be issued by the United States Geological Surveyor the appropriate regional seismic network. On 7/29/08, Terry Van Essen wrote: > > Any tsunami reports? > > ------------------------------ > *From:* info-bounces at list.ckf.org [mailto:info-bounces at list.ckf.org] *On > Behalf Of *Neil Schneiderhan > *Sent:* Tuesday, July 29, 2008 12:15 PM > *To:* CKF Discussions > *Subject:* Re: [CKF Info] Rumble in the Jungle > > > I'm in Brea right now, about 7 miles from the epicenter. Is there a > closest to the epicenter prize? That was the strongest shaking I've ever > felt, and I'm a CA native. I've never been this close to an epicenter of a > strong quake before, it was somethin' else alright. > > Some local shops lost windows. We had inventory fall from shelves, and lots > of chaos. My monitors danced around on my desk quite a bit, but no injuries > here or at my home in Orange. I'm still shaking, I think! > > Neil Schneiderhan > > > On 7/29/08, Mark Sanders wrote: >> >> That was a pretty big one! Everyone alright out there? >> >> _______________________________________________ >> Info mailing list >> Info at list.ckf.org >> http://list.ckf.org/mailman/listinfo/info >> >> > ------=_Part_38357_33209781.1217360341104 Content-Type: text/html; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Disposition: inline
 
 
To: U.S. West Coast, Alaska, and British Columbia coastal regions
From: NOAA/NWS/West Coast and Alaska Tsunami Warning Center
Subject: Tsunami Information Statement issued 07/29/2008 at 11:44AM PDT

At 11:42 AM Pacific Daylight Time on July 29, an earthquake with preliminary magnitude 5.6 occurred 80 miles/129 Km southwest of Barstow, California.

The magnitude is such that a tsunami IS NOT EXPECTED. However, in coastal areas of intense shaking, locally generated tsunamis can be triggered by underwater landslides. This will be the only WCATWC message issued for this event.

The location and magnitude are based on preliminary information. Further information will be issued by the United States Geological Survey or the appropriate regional seismic network.
 


 
On 7/29/08, Terry Van Essen <TVANESSEN at santa-clarita.com> wrote:
Any tsunami reports?

From: info-bounces at list.ckf.org [mailto:info-bounces at list.ckf.org] On Behalf Of Neil Schneiderhan
Sent: Tuesday, July 29, 2008 12:15 PM
To: CKF Discussions
Subject: Re: [CKF Info] Rumble in the Jungle

 
I'm in Brea right now, about 7 miles from the epicenter. Is there a closest to the epicenter prize? That was the strongest shaking I've ever felt, and I'm a CA native. I've never been this close to an epicenter of a strong quake before, it was somethin' else alright.
 
Some local shops lost windows. We had inventory fall from shelves, and lots of chaos. My monitors danced around on my desk quite a bit, but no injuries here or at my home in Orange. I'm still shaking, I think!
 
Neil Schneiderhan

 
On 7/29/08, Mark Sanders <sandmarks at ca.rr.com> wrote:
That was a pretty big one! Everyone alright out there?

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