Up at 4 and on the water by 6. We were both glad that no bears or cougars visited us during the night. The wind was non existent ,but the fog that was quite thick blocked our views.
We were hoping that the heat of the sun would burn off the fog and we would be able to see where we were going. Sometimes that seemed to be the case and we would get to see some of the shoreline.
As we paddled the fog would come and go, but it never completely disappeared. In fact for several hours we were using the deck compass and our program on the iPhone to give us headings and directions.
As we got closer to the Cape, the swells grew. One of the challenges of this area is the boomers. As the swells make contact with shallower water, breakers or boomers are formed. This was an interesting dilemma. We couldn't see very well and often we would have what appeared to us as huge waves breaking near us. There was a lot of surge and we paddled in many different directions to avoid them. The waves were also hitting the shore and rebounding back so one had to keep the distance from the shore as well.
Making forward momentum was not as important as just keeping our boats upright and being prepared for breaking boomers. We talked about options, but decided to continue to keep moving. Around noon the fog began to lift and we were just dealing with swells. They were probably around 4 feet, but being able to see made a difference, occasionally one would hit a reef and double in size. We had heard that if one made it around Bremen Point there was an area that had some protection from the surf. We decided that would be our destination. Several hours and the point was in sight. We set outside of the breakers waiting for the best set. Don rode a nice one in, but the one I chose was a bit steep. I felt my boat's stern raise and I was looking to doing an ender. I opted for a sider and was was soon swimming with my boat to shore.
Someone had spent some time here before. On the other side of the logs was a camping site for one tent in the woods. There was even a welcome sign. It took us a while to get our gear over the logs, but with the sun shinning, we were smiling.
With time on our hands, a walk up a nearby creek seemed appropriate. The tide was out so we were able to easily hike up the sandy valley.
A favorite flower of mine was also growing near the water.
This is a beautiful area, so different than any terrain that we have paddled by
Nautical miles paddled 15.9