After a very rainy night, the skies held back, and off we went under the many bridges connecting Oakland to Alameda.
Mild little rip formed here, and of course the surfing commenced. Kayakers are so easy!
Roller coaster for the great big sand pile.
Kayaks on the dock of Quinn's Lighthouse. After a moment of surprise, they welcomed us, fed us, hydrated us (turned their heads as we brought out chocolate treats), and let us toss peanut shells all over their floor.
Rich getting a helping hand from Dennis. And a brief appearance from wing-impaired Glenn.
Paddling under the rainbow towards a pot of gold.
Bridges raised just for us (not really).
Jack and Cindy with industrial waterfront.
Heather and Hal
Cindy and Elizabeth
Dennis and Ellen
And the skies really cleared. Even old warehouses and silos look nice with a sky like this.
Jack and Susan
There's that pot of gold. LaRhee's chocolate mousse with whipped cream... mmmm.
Watching the bridge go back down.
LaRhee and her deely-bobs.
And... what would make a great day a really great day? A rainbow.
The last of the booty, served in the warm and dry confines of CCK.