Yesterday, I attended the Georgian Bay SK Symposium, hosted by White Squall up in Parry Sound Ontario. The usual crowd of kayak krazies were there, plus a lot of new faces. The weather was spectacular, the best I've experienced for this event in the three (four?) years I've attended - and I've got the sunburn to prove it (I left the sunscreen at home since the forecast suggested clouds.) Amie and I spent the morning attending on-the-water instruction sessions. Paddle stroke refinements with Mark Scriver were, as usual, a worthwhile exercise. His approach to paddling (it's a dance on the water and we don't want to do the same dance all the time) has helped relieve almost all my joint problems. The turning sessions with Andy Hawksford was my first bad-day experience. I had been fooling around and he saw me doing some easy low-brace turns. So when we reach that part of the lesson, he asks me to demonstrate one - "I know you can do it!". I back-paddle deep into our little bay to get some "running room". Facing the group, I have my head down and dig in for some speed. Looking up, I see that one of the other paddlers has drifted into my demo zone. I edge around him and look for a place to turn. It turns into a slalom course through the pack. I finally get out of the crowd, with alarms going off in my head - I'm wasting time and not demoing! Stage fright starts to get me. I'm in my new Ellesmere with the skeg up and I'm not used to its habits yet. By the time I sweep, I'm out of the protection of the little bay and the bow pushes into the wind. No turn! I was too anxious to pay attention to the wind. Blush! An easy paddle follows this session, comparing notes, paddles and kayaks with other paddlers. I check out a S&G made by a youngish woman - nice job from a Pygmy kit! I compare notes on Greenland style paddles with another fellow - looking for tips as I near completion of my storm paddle (needs final sanding and oil). Then lunch with the gang. After lunch, I attend a kayak design session with Mike Henderson of Current Designs. With John Winters absent, Mike does the honors, presenting a different, West Coast view on design. (I complained about the excessive length of cockpits.) Then some gunkholing around the lake until a rolling session comes up. One of the instructors had been asking me if I knew the crossover roll (aka the put-across, aka the Kotzebue). She wants to get it down and is looking for help. I said I knew it, but hadn't done one in over a year. I was reluctant to roll 'cause the water was cold and, in spite of my drysuit, I'm a wimp when it comes to cold water. I attend Jack Elliot's Alternative Rolling clinic out of curiousity. He advertised a roll that anyone could learn. It turns out to be a roll from a 1987 (or so) issue of Sea Kayaker. It requires an unfeathered paddle. Once upside down, you take one end of the paddle and stick the end of the blade in the space between the deck and cockpit coaming on the side of the kayak and let the paddle float on the surface. You then grab the shaft and pull on it. Voila! you're up. He had a young woman who had never rolled demo it. She got up the first time! (And promptly kept on going over the other side :-) We got a chuckle out of that! Folks asked about the unfeathered paddle - "What about those of us who use a feathered paddle?" I mention the put-across. Jack asks me to show it. I show how to hold the paddle, etc. No, Jack wants me to demo it. Umm... well... haven't done it in a while... cold water... Ok. Over I go. Set up... wait... I've got the paddle on the wrong side. Sweep across... grunt... no stupid, feather the outer blade so it slides through the water. A shadow passes over me. Am I drifting into the dock? I reach up - no. Oh yeah the paddle... where am I? Damn, I should have practiced this. Stage fright does it again. My lungs ask for mercy, so I switch to a screw roll and snap up. Blush! Bad day part two. After that, I get changed and wander around in civies yacking with everyone. Amie and Elke are plotting their Adirondack backpacking trip for next week. We buy stuff - I get a new shirt in the shop and she gets a bunch of half-price Platypuses (Platypi?) for friends. Then it's time to pack up and go. We wander over to her kayak - a new Shadow. She comments on painting a detailing stripe like the other one over there. The guy standing next to her kayak tells us why they didn't do that at the factory. It turns out he's Gary Barton, the honcho at Bluewater and The Upstream Edge where Amie's kayak was made. We chat about it and she points out the crack in the hatch cover, courtesy of your's truly. Gary tells her he'll give her a new one if she pops into the shop in Guelph. You know, it wasn't really a bad day. It just felt like it a couple of times. I hate screwing up in public. The day was actually great. Good weather, good paddling friends, good fun. But the nagging feeling that I could never be an instructor. Mike *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************Received on Mon May 14 2001 - 20:06:18 PDT
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