Once upon a time in an office far, far away, before we all got tired and disgusted and people started desperately wanting to be elsewhere, we used to do a lot of camping, biking, and canoeing together. One favorite trip involved putting a flotilla of canoes on the Potomac at Paw Paw Saturday morning, camping at Green Ridge State Forest overnight, then finishing the trip at Little Orleans on Sunday. A good time would be had by all, despite occasional mishaps. Like the time one of the guys lost his car keys in the river.
That was years ago, and I don't think I've been in a canoe since, even though I've lived near both the Shenandoah and the Potomac rivers since 2004.
Thought it was about time I considered changing that, so yesterday was a test drive of a neighbor's kayak.
Yeaaaahhhhh...I'm in love. 8 ft, 35 lbs. No, it's not for rapids, and there's no storage compartment - I need a dry bag and any major trips would have to involve car shuttles for gear. But if I had more arm strength and less sense I'd still be paddling west on the Potomac.