For only the second time this year we took the kayaks for a float on the river. We started at Buena Vista Ferry.
We were joined by the usual riff-raff from the bicycle club.
The Ferry is closed for the year. The ramps will be updated and repaired and a new ferry will begin it's run next spring. For a while it didn't look like the ferry would continue operations, but somehow that's no longer the case.
It's very peaceful on the water.
There is time for storytelling.
... and a short break for snacks.
Where have I seen this before?
This wasn't my idea. The crocs came up in conversation and suddenly a croc circle appeared . Funny how that happens whenever crocs are around? Only one pair today, but I know at least two people represented here have their own crocs at home.
Jo and Ace ride recumbents, and have done two cross-country tours. Both can ride circles around most bicyclists. I don't even try to compete. They particularly like breezing past the Lance-wannabes.
Bill puts in a lot of miles himself. This spring he face-planted on a club ride, hopped back on his bike and rode to the next regroup sporting a bloody lip and a few bruises. I want to be fit enough to bounce back from face-plants when I'm 70.
Back to kayaking...
There is no graceful entry into or exit from a kayak.
Everyone has their own technique.
No relaxing until your bum is in the boat!
Onward to Luckiamute River.
This is my first trip up the Luckiamute this year.
The water is cleaner looking, and higher than in the past.
We paddle up a small rapid that was always too shallow to paddle.
The next one will require a portage...so we break for lunch.
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, fruit, diet soda...
...some of the staples of a paddle trip.
It's time to head back down river. Grandchildren have games to be spectated. We must go.
Back on the Willamette River.
We float along the cliff on the west bank of the Willamette.
I've seen deer on this cliff.
Today we find only rocks and bushes.
It's good to be on the river.