Distance from land is a funny thing. Where l and my husband, now just me, have rented in summer for l think 30 years now has a rich array of offshore Islands between a half and three miles out from the mainland. In the right circumstance there can be the run to Eastern Egg to see puffins, that comes out to 7 plus each way depending on launch point. And it is no landing - however you do Easter Egg you are in the boat for the final round trip from Harbor for 6 miles.
In many cases being near the shore of these islands only gets you a landing opportunity on the northern end. There may be little to non-existent landing points anywhere else. Unless you are better at running up on a flat rock, hopping out of the boat and securely getting a footing before the next wave hits than l am.
I am paddling solo these days so the longer legs are generally out of my safety margins. But when Jim and l used to take company out from inland, we would get about 3 miles from launch and realize that one of our company was really hugging the shoreline on the nearest island. Which was not always the safest place to be.
When we coaxed them out from the rocks we would usually find that they were freaked by being that far from the mainland. Inland paddlers. Looking south to see nothing but open water left them uncomfortable.
I had a great time, if not the most mileage, this last summer because l did two paddles which l had left off my list since Jim died due to concerns about the distance plus solo. I met up w Wolf and Seoris one day and we had a lovely paddle out to Little Thrumcap. A couple of days later the weather gods handed out a pretty flat water, sunny and perfect temperature day to do the the Muscle Ridge archipelago and get on the back side of Andrews Island. Plus high tide to get thru the western gut. Had it been in its low tide state l would have needed to reverse or add another island to go around paddling solo. It can be just a little too tricky thru there at low tide not to have company.
Inside the archipelago is quite safe, but the crossing from Birch Pt state park is pretty open mile and change.
In all cases the conditions turned to be pretty unexcitedly tame, at least by the standards of true adventure seekers. But these days it takes way safe conditions for me to try that kind distance offshore.
Thing is, aside from realizing that my arms will be falling off by the time l get home, there is nothing so pleasing to me as looking out on a,horizon and seeing a whole uninterrupted ocean beyond me. Don’t need to go into it, just want to get to where the civilized part is overcome by endless miles of water.