I started paddling seriously with a group of men, (we all went to college together), over Memorial Day weekend 37 years ago. We have had a trip every year since. There was the occasional missed trip for each of us due to children graduating and such. Yet the experiences we have had together are unparalleled and have a continued tradition and deep meaning. There is something special about river time. It is magical. I am thankful for every moment I am part of it.
I find as I paddle, I am completely in the here and now, relaxed yet vibrant. Observing, my senses are acute, awakened to what is around me forgetting the burdens of modern life. I am a part of it, if for just a fleeting moment. The stresses of a profession, vehicles, a house and all of the small but mighty things that can sap energy from me are forgotten. I am in an element that brings few worries, minimal concerns. All I have is the stuff in my canoe, the water, the sky, the woods and my skills. Meshing them into a joyful journey is mine if I let go and participate.
The sense of well-being I experience paddling can be matched by none other. This is the gift I want to bring to participants in a RiverJourneys experience. At some level, we all want to share what we love. It is an expression of what is important to us.
Let's gear up for a great season. Come join us for a long weekend, a holiday venture, or an extended trip. If you have a group, bring them along, if not, we can find a time that will work for you. I am looking forward to a great year of paddling. With all of the snow, water levels should be up for a while, most likely colder than usual.
Morels and spring walleye as well as a nice brown draw us north as soon as possible. This winter has done an excellent job of heightening my anticipation for that first really warm spring night, swinging in my hammock listening to the shrill little calls of the peepers and frogs.