Spirit Matters

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Kwan Yin from Spirit Matters

We were packed for a Bolinas outing.  We’d planned to paddle the lagoon, check in on the nesting herons and egrets, maybe snag a few waves at one of the surf spots.

The sleepy little town of Stinson Beach is set against the steep western flank of Mount Tamalpais.  It’s really quite the treat just standing at the shore looking out to sea, or up the coast toward Bolinas, or over your shoulder to the massive mountain that holds this little town so carefully.

We had a great breakfast at Parkside Cafe, scouted the surf for long enough to know that there might be waves at Bolinas, then hit the road for the last stretch.  But by the time we got there the beach was packed, the town was heading toward bumper-to-bumper traffic and it was already 75 degrees.

We paid a short visit to Audubon Canyon Ranch.  At least we could see the heron and egret rookeries.  But there were none this year.  There’s speculation that an increased population of bald eagles may be the culprit.

Onward to Point Reyes Station where we put in to paddle up a creek.  Lagunitas creek to be precise.  What we found was quite stunning.  Maybe a half mile of water just deep enough to paddle.  There were cormorants, turtles, and the odd cow in the rolling meadows beside the water.  A few fish jumped along the way.

If only I’d brought along the GoPro.  But we did visit Spirit Matters, the lovely little shop in Inverness Park that hosts so many treats for the spirit.  Donna found a Kwan Yin seated on a turtle, just like the ones we saw in the creek.

The next day, back in Pacifica, I snagged a few little waves right out my own front door.  Check it out, all set to some nifty little jazz.  Hey, it’s only a minute.

Linda Mar Maestra from Tom Adams on Vimeo.

African SUP

It’s been at least two weeks since I stepped foot in the surf.  The waves have been large and unruly but it rained which is good. My ten week workshop with the San Francisco Writers Studio has been fulfilling. This class ends Tuesday. I signed up for the next one which starts in two weeks. Between now and then I plan to publish some of the work I’ve done in the class.

Yesterday I got wet and it solidified the notion that SUP days are better than others.  Even though I lost my footing more than once, I caught waves and paddled the length of the beach. After an hour session I left the water with a clear head and sore muscles.

So why the title African SUP?  Watch the one minute video: It’s the music.

 

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Pets

My son has a dog named Zeus. He’s my part-time pet, like when our grand daughter was born two weeks ago. Zeus stayed with us.

On our very first SUP outing, noted in my very first post, I stayed on the beach with camera in hand and Zeus went out with Matthew.  It didn’t start out this serene. They were both in the water at the start, but cruised in with style.  This is the Princeton Harbor, next to Mavericks where tomorrow’s big wave surf contest will be held.

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Pets

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Close Encounters of the Orca Kind

Back in the fall I shared a post about a couple in a kayak that had a breath-taking encounter with a breaching whale in the Monterey Bay.  You can see the post here.

Today a friend from my writing group shared a post that was just as close.  It’s a guy on a Stand Up Paddleboard keeping cool while being frisked by an Orca.  You can see it here.

And he was recognized by GoPro for his heroics.

 

 

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Anything that Starts with the Letter S

SUP Days are better than others, and this afternoon I may just SUP, but in the mean time, here are some coastal black and whites that start with the letter S.

Clockwise from upper left, Sandy Steps, Skimboarding, Surfing, Seagulls, & SUP Surfing

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Anything that Starts with the Letter S

New Brighton for Fun

Remember New Brighton?  We’ve had so much fun there, but that was in summer with warm water and small surf.

Yesterday the surf was unruly up and down my coast, but there were hints that it might settle down in the afternoon.  It was a play day and my gills were dry so I gathered my gear and hit the road.  Every beach had monster waves, but I was not going to any beach, I was going to the one that might be small enough for me.

Santa Cruz was on fire with wild waves from the west side to Capitola.  When I arrived at New Brighton the tide was low, and there were no fewer than 40 surfers riding smallish fast waves, with not A SUP in sight.

(SUP is an abbreviation for Stand Up Paddleboard.)

So I waited until the tide started to rise, and watched the surfers leave one by one until it was my size, and uncrowded.  I caught a couple of waves and had plenty of paddling.  Good thing too, since the storm is back today with heavy wind, strong surf, and sideways rain.