Oyster Racks at Drakes Estero

Moon Snails

Photos taken at Drakes Estero.

Between Sand and Sky

Happy man; check that body English.

The mouth of Drake's Estero, Drakes Bay, CA.
Fall 2009.

I'm standing on a sand bar, further away from the shore than it looks from this angle. Whenever a wave came in, you could enjoy the illusion of walking on water. And, whenever that somewhat bigger wave came in, you could enjoy the reality of not walking on water, of cold salt water soaking you to the bone. Those are both joys. Can't you hear me laughing? I certainly was.

Point Reyes Flashback

I'm too busy at my desk to break out the kayak this week, so I'm turning to past photos for solace. Here are a few from a jaunt at Drakes Estero. Gerald and I paddled down from the oyster farm through heavy fog to the Drakes Bay itself, where we played in the shallow waves of the Estero's mouth. On the way back, we had sunshine, but also had some navigational issues since everything looked so different (duh!) without the fog! Which was fun, in a different, slightly stressful way.

Fall 2009. Good fun.

Possible correction: one shot looks more like Tomales Bay than the Estero, and yet how could it be mixed in with the others? (I guess there's some kayaking to be done soon to double-check.)

Still, Point Reyes National Seashore. Check it out. Great hiking too. Oh, and make a detour to Point Reyes Station on your way to pick up scones at the Bovine Bakery. Best scones I know. The bookstore there will be well worth your time too. But the scones . . . Bovine Bakery.

Point Reyes Morning

Or, Kayak Jack and the Oyster Racks.

As The Who said . . . getting in tune . . . right in tune.

Oyster Racks and the Tide

Oyster racks as the tide rises. Soon you won't be able to see them at all.

Oyster farmer checking the crop. A bit after low tide.