The drive north was nice with beautiful views of huge rivers and immense tidal flats. We drove north for about 3 hours and arrived at Pacific Beach State Park at around 2:00. By 2:45 we had set up camp, ridden our bikes around the entire town and decided that perhaps two days here is too long.
What PBSP had going for it was a small stream/river just south of the park. It was beautiful and pristine so Vicki encouraged me to fish it for trout. As usual I came up empty.
That is when I saw something very special across the bank. Kayaks. 5 kayaks and then I understood what had to happen.
I walked dare I say sprinted to the Durango, unpacked the paddle board and started inflating it. Vicki was reluctant but after a tiny bit of goading she was also paddling upstream like Lewis and Clark.
Amazing to say the least