A beach is the area that serves kayakers and anglers to access the water (e.g. lakes, rivers and the ocean), and to go back from water to dry land. To beach a kayak (beaching) means to bring it to the edge of the water, on the way out.
Candy and I had friends visit from North Carolina, and we took them over to Peanut Island, and hung out for the day. What a blast! We went all four of us in the boat. We had to go slow but it works fine. It was only about a half mile ride over. We had probably a little over 700 lbs of payload on board.
Skiff, sun, fun…
This 100 lbs Wavewalk S4 skiff carried over 700 lbs of payload…
Wavewalk S4 skiff side by side with a conventional skiff
Shooting an aerial view of the S4 boat and its crew of four
We shot this video in Westport Point and Horseneck Beach, two locations in Westport, on the southern coast of Massachusetts. Driving the S4 with the 6 HP Tohatsu outboard is exhilarating – fun beyond belief, regardless of what you do. The boat handles very easily, and inspires confidence at high speed and when going through other boats’ wakes. Based on our tests, we can say that experienced drivers can drive it with a more powerful motor.
This demo movie shows one person downloading a Wavewalk S4 from a vehicle’s roof rack, and carrying it from the parking space down to a rocky beach that we chose as a location for shooting video just because launching any other skiff from there would have been impossible.
Yesterday, I was joined by my wife, Carlene, and our local pirate queen, Calypso, to take a beach clean-up of the only naturally sandy beach in Key Largo. We took the commercial fishing boat decked with W700’s to paddle and motor our way in. Upon arrival offshore of Rattlesnake Key beach, I proceeded to anchor beyond casting range, upwind, and up current of a flats guide boat. Never, would I place my boat down current within the chum slick of a working fisherman. Nor, am I stupid enough to put my boat within casting range of an 8 ounce lead flung by a 6 foot Ugly Stik. The most fashionably dressed guide proceeded to dress me out at the top of his lungs which I could barely hear as he was shouting into the breeze fifty yards downwind. Somehow, I managed to gather that he thought I was blocking his fish from coming to him. to bite. Rather than argue with ignorance, I moved my work boat further out to sea. The outboard motor on my Wavewalk more than compensates for increased distance to travel to shore. My wife stayed on board as the “monitoring mate” of the Line Dancer while Calypso and I motored ashore to do our part to clean up the environment. We all watched the guide and his two customers not catch fish as he spent most of his time flinging a fly line back and forth into the wind. First rule of fishing: put your hook in the water. However, that nasty tempered guide did look king of pretty in his fancy fishing outfit. But, my mates are a lot more foxy…
Carlene and Calypso on board the Line Dancer, which served as mother ship for our beach cleaning expedition