Saturday, July 07, 2012

Boston Harbor

Commitments and distance from the water often keep Eric and me from leading paddles.  To compensate we both try to be helpful paddlers during the paddles we do participate in.  (Although I’ll admit I can be a bit mischievous about the places I try to fit my boat when around the rocks.) 
We both volunteered to lead a paddle in Boston Harbor.  It’s a location a bit closer to our houses and it’s also an opportunity to explore waters other than Narragansett Bay for a change.
The plan was to lead a level 3 out of Windmill Point in Hull.  This launch point has its advantages.  You can go outside to Boston Harbor or you can stay in Hingham Harbor if the weather is a bit iffy.  Its disadvantage is that there are strong currents in Hull Gut and it is a focal point for boat traffic.  The day we chose and the start time we selected meant that we’d launch near slack water and we’d return with the current at our backs.  (Navionics software on my Iphone was very handy for the planning.)     

There were 11 paddlers.  Scott and Sue were friends of Linda I had never met.  Mary, who I see about once a year showed up.  Carleen, Peter, Tim-2, Jon, Bob, Eric and I.  It was calm, warm, and overcast.  We were on the water just a few minutes after 9AM and we already had some current to deal with.  But it was very manageable because the water was just starting to flow in.  We made the crossing to Georges Island as a nice tight group and then made our way along the spit to Boston Light. 

We landed at the light and spent about a half hour exploring the island.  The coast guard auxiliary members gave us a quick history lesson but they wouldn’t let us climb to the top of the light because a tour boat was arriving soon.  The quick visit made for a nice break and helped set the relaxed ethos that was prevalent throughout the day.

Back in the boats, we headed to Shag Rocks to play a little bit.  There was very little swell so the danger level was low.  We just poked in and out of some of the passages.   All the same, one paddler spent some time on top of a rock and another spent a few seconds upside down before completing an effective combat roll. 
From Shag rocks we made our way to Outer Brewster Island.  It was raining very lightly but no one seemed too concerned.  There was a little excitement as the occasional larger swell rolled over the exposed end of the Island.  We looked at the Graves light house but the consensus was it didn’t justify an extra 3 miles of paddling.   So instead we headed over to Green Island for Lunch.

We landed at exactly 12:00!  Once again we were amazed how quickly a 10 foot tide comes in.  Peter and Scott seemed to be continuously pulling the boats up to keep them from floating away.
We started our return journey by Little Calf, Calf, and Great Brewster Islands.  From there we decided to pass by the south end of Lovell and land on Georges Island to explore Fort Warren.

There were plenty of tourists on the island.  They had arrived on the frequent Boston Harbor Ferries.  But there was plenty of space and interesting architecture that was nearly 200 years old.  We walked about for another half hour. 
Back on the water we had one final channel crossing back to Windmill Point.  Again, we gathered up in a tight grouping and crossed together as a unit. 

It was a totally laid back and relaxing day.  The group dynamics were simply amazing.  We did our crossing together in an organized fashion yet we drifted apart a comfortable distance at appropriate times so we could each explore in our own ways.  It was quite unlike a typical RICKA paddle!  I think there were a number of factors.  I was typically in the lead and was paddling at a relaxed rate.  Eric acted as the sweep.  There was no wind to cause paddlers directional difficulties or to augment the “strong paddler into the wind” syndrome.  And the lack of familiarity with the surroundings and the exact destination also helped us to gather together before passing from Island to Island.   
I’d guess I paddle Boston Harbor about once a year on average.  I’ve experienced it when we’ve turned around because the waves were too large as well as days like this one where it was a mill pond.  And each time I’ve thoroughly enjoyed myself.  … then again I always say that about paddling.

7/7/2012  Water 65, wind calm, air upper 70s. 12 miles (est.)  


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