in June I flew to Maine to teach kayak building
there were lots of big, weird moths
and we built some kayaks
standard outfitting for the post modern adventurer, ready for a gasoline shortage, or a flood
building kayaks and playing with kayaks
then south to New York for a quick paddle in the Graveyard of Ships, on Staten Island
then making kayaks in the Catskills
Jen stops by for a quick paddle
Rob gets the idea to brand his paddle with heated bailing wire, it looks cool
headed to the water to launch kayaks
Martin said to me, "the swan is very beautiful but I don't want to share my pond with a large agressive bird."
the swan did not attack and we played with Greenland kayaks in the pond
meanwhile on the other side of the pond, a gorgeous cold molded wooden racer meets a very different type of skin-on-frame
little frogs prefer Snap Dragon spray skirts
my friend Pat shows me some cool places on the Hudson River and I tease her about going swimming in her PFD
the last laugh is on me though, in ninety degree heat she strokes comfortably at four knots against a strong headwind for seventeen miles
I struggle to keep up
one day we meet up with the Great Hudson River Paddle, a water fight with a local kayakers ensues
this is way neater than tough guys on dramatic expeditions
thirty-one fourteen-hour work days, and three days of camping, time to go home.
back to cape falcon kayak