I usually don't post news as some other blog's run on those.Or post other peoples writing and pictures. However this is great news for getting the word out on "our" river. Thanks Daily Observer and thanks hometown girl Sarah Boudens. Check out the link.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
This season my main focus is coming up with a better sleeping system based on size and comfort.
nothing but raving reviews.
The Exped has a pile of impressive values that really are great. However if your like me and about as technical as a earthworm, the proof is in its size and comfort. I agree with that "overweight 40 year old woman", its a wonderful piece of kit. Most comfortable thing I have ever lid on for outdoor use. Price is a little steep but with a field repair kit and a 5 year warranty I think it was a good use of money.
The real test will be march 17 when me and a couple other kayakers hit the northern parts of the Ottawa river for a few days.
DownMat 7 Pump. Expensive but worth every penny.
Posted by Lee at 10:19 PM
Monday, February 21, 2011
My tongue was dry and stuck to the inside of my cheek. Saturday night we had a party where we all pretended to be 20. Sunday morning I realised those days have passed. Sleeping a beautiful sunny day away ensuring my wife knew upon every trip from the bedroom to bathroom/ medicine cabinet "I was never drinking again".
The other side wasn't much better. Where previously leads existed they had finally met and interlaced. The current has increased on this side and it was a work out paddling upstream to find the extent of travel.
Circumnavigation is a word that drives me batty. So many people use it to describe the smallest of trips. Jokingly I use it to describe everyday things like "circumnavigating the block Via automobile" "Circumnavigating the Tim Horton's " Etc Etc.....Today I circumnavigating Windsor Island.
Halfway through the "circumnavigation" I sat and rested after pulling my kayak an enormous distance (20m). I sat quietly hoping to get a picture of an otter, who's wet tracks dotted the ice. I really felt as If I was up north, a real dream of mine to live a simple life. My eye lashes froze as I waited at the opening to spot him. Life felt so right.
The shine of motorboat windscreens replaced with glistening ice.
Unlike most paddlers I'm not wishing the winter away just yet.
Posted by Lee at 9:11 PM
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Posted by Lee at 8:12 PM
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Today was the milestone I had been shooting for this year. The completion of 12 months of kayaking in Ontario's freshwater lakes. With minus 20 being the median temp over most of January, I didn't expect much paddling in February; and was slightly worried I wouldn't reach my goal. With some water open in the fast moving current at Petawawa point; I sat in my car drinking my coffee to try and make my lungs feel a little better. Getting up the drive and motivation to portage down. This dry hacking cough that makes me gyrate until I'm dizzy was annoying. The kind of flu that makes everything look funny and leaves you with that total lack of energy. While enjoying my coffee I had a fine discussion with a guy who lives down here near the point. Turns out he is an avid paddler as well and is looking forward to a paddle. He had been out paddling Christmas day on the Petawawa in his Canoe and was rearing to get back out. Of course we got on the topics of "have you been/ have you seen" and we both discovered another wreck from each other here in this little piece of river! More on that wreck after breakup!
Spring weather made the portage down warm. I took 2 breaks as my flu was just making me feel like I had no energy to continue.I'm sure normal people/ smart people stay home when they are this sick. However the ice rotting away a awesome sign to see; and well worth the pain.
I celebrated my milestone pulled up on a ice sheet much the same as I paddle. Quietly and solo.
Chenal du Chebut under deep snow accumulated over the past two weeks.
A drab of coffee to reflect on this small goal. 12 months CAN be done here in Ontario. And dare I say November to February has been a awesome paddling season.
Not having a huge piece of paddle space I relaxed on the ice with coffee in hand. Sounds of far of skidoo's hummed like the bush planes that would soon be flying over into the wilds of Quebec.
The warm manitou's pressed moisture out of the ice. Pieces were beginning to crack, drip, and float off.
Here's to a great 12 months paddling here in Ontario.
Now I have a few days of sickness to sit around at home and dream up the next goal........
Posted by Lee at 9:38 PM
Monday, February 7, 2011
The things that propel me from humans. From their rules and bureaucracy. Old things that remind me of my forefathers fight for survival in this harsh northern land. Things that remind me that he thrived, and production of new outdoor pursuit equipment shows how well they did.
Like most things in my life I really don't judge anything as bad or good. I sometimes think Greenland paddling is getting too "cliquish" for me and I don't like drinking the "koolaide" with the other kids. Yet making something with your own hands that costs maybe 10 dollars that can compete with a 350 dollar carbon paddle; I'm in love. Then sometimes I like the extra grab of my carbon or wish I had it in huge surf.
Sliding back down a steep cliff in my Algonquin shoes as I attempted to reach the top; I vowed I would buy a new pair. Yet there are times in my new snowshoes I had wished for my Algonquins. Not to mention a jack shirt just don't seem to match the MSR Evo`s.
Usually I trip alone and my tools that I utilise are my existence. Old and new, I`m still here...or there. In the moment.
Maybe someday I will look back on my enthusiasm and adventurous brain and wish I had it back. Maybe I will look back and see how fullish and stubborn my young brain was.
Old and new.
Posted by Lee at 8:24 PM