Category Archives: Kayaking

Old, Bold Paddlers

By Johna Till Johnson

There’s an old saying, variously applied to pilots, Marines, race-car drivers, and other professional risk-takers: “There are old pilots. There are bold pilots. But there are no old, bold pilots.”

I was thinking of this as I swam my daily laps today, in the company of a woman who’d taken up aquatics after two hip replacements—which she attributed to 30 years of aerobics. She pointed out that Jane Fonda (aka aerobics queen) had to get both her hip and knee replaced.

And many runners have had to give up their beloved sport due to joint damage from years of pounding. Then there are the activities that are almost exclusively the province of the under-30 folks: Gymnastics. Professional dance. Skateboarding.

The message is that the world is full of things that you can’t do wholeheartedly for your whole life: You can’t be old and bold.

That got me to thinking: Kayaking is one of the few sports where that’s flat-out not true. Sure, whitewater appeals to younger athletes. But sea kayakers are at least as likely to be middle-aged or older.

Usually we complain about this. Sea kayakers bemoan the fact that our sport appears to be dominated by the middle-aged—maybe because that reminds us that we’re no longer the young hipsters.

But you know what? I like the fact we sea kayakers can be old and bold.

How bold? Well, the races I’ve paddled in don’t have age classes–just boat classes. And the guy who regularly wins the fastest, most competitive category turned 70 a few years ago (we think). At any rate, he got a lot faster after he retired.

Yep, you got that right—this guy routinely trounces 25-year olds.

And he’s not unusual. Older kayakers routinely show the young ‘uns up with feats of endurance and athleticism. And my dad, a natural athlete, kayaked until the last year of his life—when he was 79.

Kayaking is one of those rare sports in which technique and endurance are more important than strength and explosive power—which means you can keep getting better and better as you age.

In sum: There are plenty of old, bold kayakers. I aspire to be one!

Preparing to be bold (at the 2011 Blackburn Challenge)… and those are NOT white hairs, yet!

… And Once More Round Staten Island

By Vladimir Brezina

Last Saturday, we kayaked around Staten Island. I’ve already posted photos of a couple of the highlights of the trip. But the entire trip was memorable. Here it is:

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The individual photos are also in this Picasa Web Album, where they are much bigger—it might be best to play the slideshow there!

The Ships of Arthur Kill

By Vladimir Brezina

Last Saturday, in the course of a memorable kayak circumnavigation of Staten Island (slideshow forthcoming!), we passed through the Arthur Kill, the industrial waterway at the back of Staten Island. And we stopped for a short while, as we always do, at the Graveyard of Ships.

“Marooned, high tide, but among giants; River. City. Heroes. I should have moved to Brooklyn.”

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At the back of the Graveyard rises the green mountain of Fresh Kills, the giant former landfill of New York City.

Although the old favorites are still recognizable, the Graveyard is rapidly decaying (and is also being actively dismantled, apparently). Just two years ago, this looked like this

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A few miles further up the Arthur Kill, by contrast, it was all vigorous activity at the Howland Hook Marine Terminal. The Hyundai Forward was being simultaneously unloaded and loaded.

(If you look carefully, you will see a tiny Johna paddling down the side of the ship in the first two photos…)

The cycle of life and death!

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Update June 10, 2012: The slideshow of the entire Staten Island circumnavigation is here.

The Kayak on the 17th Floor

By Vladimir Brezina

My last post showed my new 17.5-foot-long kayak completely filling our New York City apartment. And quite a few readers wondered how I was going to get it from the 17th floor down to the street and then to the water…

I suppose I could lower it down from the window on a rope, as some suggested. New York City has laws against most things, but lowering kayaks down the sides of tall buildings is probably not (yet) among them.

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But there is a better way. Here’s how the kayak got to the 17th floor in the first place, and how it’s going to get down again.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Today

By Vladimir Brezina

This week’s Photo Challenge is Today:

… the photo must be taken today! Don’t cheat, don’t go into your photo archives on your computer, don’t link to an old post. Get your camera out, right now, and snap a picture to share with everyone!

OK, that’s easy!

When the email with the challenge arrived, I was just assembling a kayak in our living room. (Well, the bow sticks out partway into the kitchen.)

Now it’s just a matter of getting it from the 17th floor down to the street, across town, and into the water…

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… And Once More to Long Island Sound

By Vladimir Brezina

On Sunday, the currents were right for a kayak trip through the East River out to Long Island Sound. Here is a slideshow of the highlights:

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Where the Wild Rocks Are: Rock Gardening in Rhode Island

By Johna Till Johnson

“Rocks are our friends,” says Carl Ladd.

I look at him skeptically. That sounds insane to me. I’ve just met Carl, who runs Osprey Sea Kayaks in Westport, Massachusetts. From what I can tell he’s a talented paddler and a successful businessman with a wickedly dry sense of humor.

He doesn’t seem nuts.

But as I see it, rocks are not our friends—particularly when they’re combined with wind and waves. Rocks shatter kayaks and gear, and do worse to paddlers.

That’s why I’ve spent a fair amount of my paddling career learning how to avoid rocks. And it’s why I’m less than convinced by Carl’s comment.

Of course, maybe I’m the one who’s nuts—since I’m planning to spend a glorious cloudless weekend getting better acquainted with rocks, despite my opinion of them.

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Kayaking Gold on Cape Cod Bay

By Vladimir Brezina

We really can’t set off on this summer’s kayaking adventures before we’ve written up all of last summer’s!

So, here is the last of them.

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The previous days of our 2011 New England kayaking vacation (see here and here) were exhilarating, but by the same token just a tiny bit tense—although we had good conditions, they were exposed trips on which you can never really relax until you are safe home again.

In contrast, this leisurely trip on the protected, warm Cape Cod Bay was pure gold.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Hands

By Vladimir Brezina

This week’s Photo Challenge is Hands.

It’s all about the hands!  (Well, and a few other body parts…) Here’s Joe the Guide (guess which one he is) showing a bunch of newbies the proper forward stroke.

It’s amazing how expressive the hands are, and how much we are drawn to look to them for clues—especially after we’ve cut off the heads!

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Reflections, Take Two

By Vladimir Brezina

OK, I can’t resist having another go at Ailsa‘s Alternative Photo Challenge on the theme of “Reflections“…

More photos from these places, along the Hudson River and in Long Island Sound, are here, here, and here.

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Some other nice “Reflections” posts: