Cabrillo Beach
We launched with a small group on Saturday: Vickie, George, and me. George was paddling his Necky Looksha Sport, Vickie her Mariner Elan, and I in my Mariner Express. I told George I would be taking it easy in the rocks to avoid breaking my new boat on the first day, and anyway, it was good he was in a short plastic boat to help him get his exercise without slowing down too much. If you've paddled with George you know that he is an unrepentant greyhound.

We stopped in our favorite churn just around Point Fermin for a few minutes, and then went on a few hundred meters farther to surf in the corner at Point Fermin Park. The waves were very small, mostly 2-to-3+ feet, but they were green and smooth and easy to catch in long boats.

This was my first time out in my Express, so I was a little tentative. I managed to catch a few, but George seemed to be catching about two for every one of mine.

At Whites Point We did some wash-overs. George did a bunch. I did a few, very-very carefully. Glass boats work fine in rocks as long as you don't hit any too hard. The key on wash-overs is to make sure the wave is big enough to carry you over without any scrapeage. In a plastic boat the penalty for failure is small, so you can cut the margin closer and leave behind a few shavings from time-to-time (or every time).

After that we paddled on to smugglers cove with only a little surfing along the way. As a result of a miscommunication between George and I, he ended up paddling on about an extra mile or so before turning back to meet Vickie and I at the cove. After lunch we checked out the west cave in Inspiration Point, then slogged back to Cabrillo with the wind at our backs.

After that we all went for an early dinner at the Lighthouse to be sure replenish any calories burned on our paddle, plus a few more just to be safe.

    Steve Brown


Submitted on November 03, 2003