In preparation for a big trip across the Strait of Juan de Fuca to Race Rocks, I drove out to the Olympic Peninsula the day before to scout launching locations. I checked out Ediz Hook, Freshwater Bay, and Angeles Point, ultimately settling on Angeles Point as a reasonable compromise between swell exposure and paddling distance.
Once my investigation was done, I took some time to explore the stretch of coast between Freshwater Bay and Crescent Bay along the Strait of Juan de Fuca.
This was my first time really exploring the strait. On previous visits to the Olympic Peninsula, I had driven past without stopping on my way to more remote destinations in Olympic National Park. I had written off the strait as hopelessly overrun by private property and the logging industry, but my dismissal was premature. As I now discovered, the strip between the highway and the coast is full of unexpected delights.
The wind was blowing quite powerfully all morning, and the currents in the strait were running strong. Rather than face such difficult conditions on the water, I spent the morning exploring on land.
Late in the afternoon, the wind dropped to a more manageable ten knots, and the currents slowed. I launched from Freshwater Bay and paddled along the shore to Crescent Bay.
Even with slower winds and currents, the westbound leg was a bit of a slog. Because of the Strait of Juan de Fuca’s channeling effects, even relatively modest wind and waves create steep, bumpy conditions. I was tossing around too much to explore any of the sea caves or arches along this stretch of coast. I’ll have to come back when it’s calmer.
At Crescent Bay, I turned around and ran back east ahead of a following sea. Wind, swell, and current were all pushing me, sometimes uncomfortably so. The key was to remain outside the kelp line, where I had enough sea room to ride the waves in a favorable direction without getting surfed into the cliffs. The three-and-a-half-mile ride (5.5 km) back to Freshwater Bay took less than forty-five minutes.
—Alex Sidles