Finding Peace Kayaking in the Rain

Have you heard the sound of raindrops on calm water? It has a soothing effect on the soul, and when you add the sound of paddles gently propelling kayaks with Purple Martins twittering above, one gets a sense that all is right with the world. I crave these sounds, which is why I’ve been a kayak guide for 20 years on the Kitsap Peninsula.

Rain in the forecast doesn’t keep me from getting out on the water, and while I encourage paddlers who sign up for my trips to be prepared with proper clothing, I also urge them to get excited for the beautiful experience they’re about to have.

Though it rained off and on for my Women On Water (WOW) kayak trip on April 28 on Poulsbo’s Liberty Bay, some version of, “paddling in the rain really IS amazing!” came out of everyone’s mouth at some point.

To begin, the seven of us gathered under the awning of the Poulsbo Marine Science Center so we could get to know each other without getting rained on. By the time we ventured onto the Olympic Outdoor Center kayak rental dock next door, the rain had almost stopped. We put on our spray skirts and personal flotation devices for safety and warmth, then practiced paddle strokes and fitted our kayaks before heading onto the water.

As we gathered together on the glassy water in our rainbow of kayaks, a mizzle (fun word for a very light rain) – tinkled on the glassy water around us. We practiced our strokes – forward, sweep, brakes – then oohed and aahed at the Great Blue Heron who surprisingly stayed put as we paddled through a narrow passage next to it.

We paddled on the shallow water along the shore in search of crabs, Moon Snails and the colony of California Sea Cucumbers I’ve seen in my summers of paddling. We didn’t find Moon Snails or the Sea Cucumbers, but curiosity was piqued!

On our way, many took me up on the challenge of paddling through a row of pilings, and only a few Mussels were knocked off in the process…

Between marinas, we took a few moments to marvel at the Purple Martin housing complex. The chirps and twitters of these large, shimmering, purple-black swallows swirled around us as they dove and chased each other, dipped into and out of their white gourd-shaped houses. They brought us hope that their declining numbers will continue to grow with housing projects such as these. 

We then stopped for an on-water chocolate and water break, during which we marveled at our luck with the wonderful weather. The rain was so light we couldn’t feel it through our rain jackets, hats and spray skirts, and the water was glassy due to a complete lack of wind – a sea kayaker’s paradise.

On our way to our lunch destination at the Keyport Mercantile and Diner, a Harbor Seal popped up to check us out as we laughed and rhythmically dipped our paddles. It was pure peace.

At the Diner, we found all the small-town charm and joy that I come here for, along with delicious sandwiches, chili, icecream, and, for some, beer! Some beer drinkers were novice paddlers, showing how comfortable they had gotten with paddling already (nope, no one tipped on the way back!).

While deciding on which sandwich to get, an elderly woman with a giant smile made her way towards the cashier and I. “Well here comes trouble!” he boomed. Her smile grew even larger, and she pulled out a photo of the very street we were standing on covered in snow in a snowstorm in the 1990’s. She tottered around the store showing everyone before hollering, “See y’all later!” as she stepped back outside.

The way back was as magical as the way there. Even with a tiny bit of wind, the wide open bay was dreamy with its Loons, lack of speed boats and great company.

As we glided to the dock and stepped out of our kayaks, it felt as if all the stresses of life had drained out of us. For me it had been replaced by a sense of peace, joy, inner calm, and gratitude.

I’m so grateful to all those who have joined me and supported me to make these WOW trips happen, and to myself for following my heart to start kayaking in the first place. 

I offer a deep thank you to the Olympic Outdoor Center for their unwavering support of me and my (sometimes wild) kayak program ideas throughout the years. To learn more about the WOW and other kayak trips, classes and summer camps, visit their website at