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It all happened because I like to travel in bad weather. I am a long time kayaker and it's difficult for me to find paddling partners with my level of experience and who like rough conditions and long distances. So, 9 times out of 10 I am out there paddling by myself (which is fine - I love that too) even if the margin for error is a little smaller than I might like. So I had been out on ocean paddling during a blustery day in the Queen Charlotte Islands. It was during the full moon so the tides were running strong and I had stopped twice during to day to let the peaks of the current slow to the point where I could make some progress. 3-5 foot following seas, a little rain/mist, wildlife galore, nobody else out there (I thought) and a camp ahead that I had visited 10 or 15 years back with my previous paddling partner Janet.

So as I approached the island from the south, I was having this little sentimental moment about that previous experience -awesome - and what I would give to repeat it - when I came around the last headland onto this little sand spit that looks up the channel and there were 3 paddlers already there. Damn, I said to myself. I was tired after paddling in big conditions all day and wanted nothing but a hot meal and a long sleep. I had no idea. Well even if I have to move on to another camp, I told myself I at least had to stop and pee, get a snack and drink some water so I beached my kayak and got out. The three kayakers came over and as they approached I realized they were all women - I know that sounds funny that I didn't noticed that before but ...

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