I thought kayaking was pretty inexpensive. After all, once you have the boat, it’s free to launch and paddle around. Well it didn’t turn out like that for us. Here’s the story.

Last year:

Me: What would you like for your birthday?

Hubby: A kayak.

Me: Okay!

He’s hard to buy for. I’m not. My list of wants is always 10 pages long, LOL! But for him, it is very hard to figure out a gift, so this clear-cut request is great! But…flash forward…little did I know it would change our lives completely.

We talked about kayaking before, and I had given him some kayaking adventures for other birthdays, a guided one on Lake Tahoe, an overnight camping trip on Tomales Bay. And now he wants his own.

It makes sense, but the thing we hadn’t been able to figure out was where to store them or how to transport them. But the birthday request is easy. He does the research, and I order it and float it on the pool with a bow for the big party.

Here’s where it starts getting more expensive. Hubby doesn’t want to kayak alone of course, so I need a kayak. My birthday is the following month and I get one.

Now we need a kayak rack. The car is really old though, and kayak racks are specific, so we accelerate our new car purchase plans by six months. And then we buy the kayak rack, a good one, so it’s not too hard to put them on there.

For a year we haul the kayaks around, there aren’t a lot of good places in the Bay Area, so we go up to Lake Tahoe, we haul them to Redwood City, and we take a camping trip on Lake Almanor, but despite the excellent rack, getting them on and off the car is still kind of hard. The worst part is securing them with straps and taking those off then putting them on at the site and repeating all that for the return home. Ugh.

Over Christmas, while visiting our son in San Diego, we decided to take a trip down to Coronado. This is an island, (technically a peninsula, but it is thought of as an island), near downtown San Diego. We’ve been wanting to live by the beach for about a decade, and have spent a lot of time looking at houses. We could never afford to be that close to the beach though, and we were never excited enough about what was available to move our whole lives. However, while there at Christmas, hubby receives a link from Zillow about a condo in Coronado with a killer view. What if we could actually squeeze ourselves into a small place like that? Then we could really be on the beach.

So, we take Lyft down there and look at the outside of one of these high rises that has the condo for sale, then have lunch, then wander by a real estate office. A friendly realtor spots us perusing their brochures, and soon we are looking at the condo on the inside, but it’s a high rise and there’s nowhere to store your kayaks and it’s a bit hard to cross the main road to launch them in the bay. He says he knows exactly where we need to be and takes us to the Coronado Cays, the best-kept secret of San Diego.

Wow. You can literally launch from your back yard.

So now we are moving to Coronado. In fact, we did the moving there part first and we’re doing the sell everything in the Bay Area second, LOL! This is our life now:

We also kayak during the day, and my phone has been the camera. It is encased in a waterproof plastic thing, so the images can be a bit blurry, but I am working on upgrading my photo situation.

In summary, kayaking turned out not to be so inexpensive. Actually, it will be quite cost effective once we’re down to one home, and we are so excited. We both really love it. I love birds who are abundant thanks to a wildlife sanctuary, the quiet, the physical challenge of paddling, and the sensation of floating.

At least now you’ll know why I’m posting so many kayaking pictures! I’ll also post one of my new writing space soon. I really like it and am close to finishing another novel. I swear it’s because I moved. It energized me, and I like my new work space a lot.