my kayak, my self

After spending the day learning to maneuvre a kayak, my energy is zapped. It feels great!

I realize now what they mean when they say, "You don't ride your kayak. You wear it." It's true. That piece of fibre glass or plastic becomes an appendage, something you can control with subtle movements to get where you're going. I might even learn to do an eskimo roll someday.

And, of course, now I have to save up so I can buy a boat of my own (with a paddle tether and a "boob-friendly" PFD--they can hurt a little, or so I discovered).

Next stop: Level V rapids and dry suits! Or, maybe just the marsh at Point Pelee. ;>