My friend Steve had been wanting to try his hand at kayaking again, and neither of us had used our brand new tents, so we combined the two with a kayaking and camping weekend at Pohick Bay.
I was amazed at how quickly my little tent went up as I've not erected a tent since my 20's. I wasn't totally sure whether I'd followed the instructions accurately but it was standing and actually looked quite inviting. Steve had a one man tent which after studying it critically I was pleased I had gone for the bigger option, although in all reality, there was no way two people, unless they were hobbits, could fit into my fabric abode. But for just me, it was perfect, and I was kind of regretting not bringing some little lanterns to string across the top or a welcome mat to lay at the door. But I neatly spread out my bed and belongings inside and it really looked quite cozy. Beer and steaks were stashed on ice ready for later so we headed down to the bay to start paddling.
There were a few paddle boarders already on the water but I was surprised to see how few kayakers were out. Steve had no problem renting a boat and soon we were leaving the noisy boats and jet skiers to race across the bay while we headed for quieter waters inland.
The water was crystal clear, golden sand glinting below with small white shells caught among the grains of sand which had ripple patterns along the bottom like you'd see at the beach.
We got straight down to preparing dinner which was rib-eye steaks with new potatoes and zucchini. I'd brought oil and seasoning for the veggies, but the steaks, as per Steve, were only dusted with salt and pepper.