A few years ago, Brad and I took a mini kayak paddle in the Deception Pass area, camping on Porcupine Island one night. We put in on the west side of Deception Pass and headed for Porcupine Island, east of the bridge. Unwittingly, we entered the channel on a flood tide. Moving at a rapid rate, we were carried to our destination in short order. I always kiddingly refer to this trip as the time Brad tried to collect his inheritance. Not only did we paddle crazy, wild water but during the night on Porcupine Island, the wind came up making it impossible for us to leave the island for several hours the next day. On top of that, as we were filling the time waiting for the weather to calm, Brad was swinging on a branch when it broke off, hitting me. I was totally unwilling to go back through Deception Pass at that point, forcing Brad to hitchhike to our car to pick me, and our boats up on the east side. How's that for chicken? Our camping neighbors on Porcupine Island had their tent blow down during the night leaving them sitting on the beach with no shelter and no way to depart. Their canoe was definitely not up to the wind, waves and tides until the weather settled down again.
Actually despite the accumulation of attacks on my life, I fondly remember the trip and yearn to return.
These pictures of Deception Pass Bridge were taken by Ed on a hiking trip we enjoyed a year or two after the kayak trip.