Dan Henderson :《Sea Kayaking》Article excerpt   

       From my perch at the south end of a small bay on Jones Island, in the SanJuan Island archipelago of Washington State, I gaze northward into the slategray water extending to the horizon. Cedars and madronas cling relentlesslyto volcanic crags that plunge steeply into the sea. Cloudy skies with accentsof blue stretch to distant peaks. Bright sunlight dances across the landscape; ithighlights hills, water, and mountains in turn.
      During my voyage to Jones Island, sea lions and seals popped up from asafe distance away to see their neighborhood visitor. Dahl's porpoises dancedacross the water in symmetrical arches. Eagles, ospreys, great blue herons,and innumerable other waterfowl soared above me in a display of variety and magnificent colors. I paddled close to shore to see brilliant orange and purple sea stars clinging to rocky outcroppings and tiny crabs scurrying along the beach.