After the meeting we entertain a paddle on the lower end of the Stillaguamish, but after a bumbling drive through bottom land farms we find that the boat launch is a DNR site and I don't have the required permit. We head on to the put-in on the Snohomish instead.
Rather than repeat a trip into the Spencer Island area, we head down the river toward the sound. As on our other trips, we have osprey in sight at all times. At any one time there always seems to be 3 or 4 and at least one or two nests. We see kingfishers, sandpipers and great blue herons. There are some caspian terns, but except for sea gulls, the osprey are the most numerous of the birds that we spot.
It is near low tide, maybe just a bit after. The current is near slack in the river and we have a headwind. We circle an island finding deer tracks in the mud of the recently fallen tide. Our paddle is along old wooden sea walls and 20 foot high pilings where barges and log rafts were once tied. It is all deteriorating and while it is industrial, it is old industrial and we talk about how we can still see what it might have been at one time. The "industrial" is not opaque in this river.
I tell 'A' that we should go over and portage our canoe past them.
Ahead lies Jetty Island, a sandy breakwater island made by piling and stranding old wooden barges and ships. Neither of us have been there and with the weather calm we can safely head out across to explore.
The island is wonderful. It is a mix of dune and brush with some very large drift logs on the beach and derelict boats and barges in various states of exposure.
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