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Grueling effort, the right crew, and for Erik Boomer, three dollars wisely spent at the gas station put them on the Weather Channel three years after hucking falls.
Words and Photos by Ian MacLellan I thought all the wild sections of the Connecticut River were behind us, but south of White River Junction, Vt feels more wild than up north, with dark conifers towering on both sides. There is also the highest concentration of endangered species in Vermont or New Hampshire; home to the […]
The River Gator crew celebrates the openeing of the new Lower Mississippi River Water Trail in three parts, starting with the 81-mile upper section from Caruthersville, Mo., to Mud Island in Memphis, skirting the scenic Chickasaw Bluffs.
C&K Contributing Photographer Darin McQuoid provides a visual journey back to the scenic Mediterranean island cradle of creekboating in this photo flipbook and story from our August 2013 issue installment of ‘Dirtbag Diaries,’ tracking a spring kayak trip from Slovenia to the island of Corsica.
In a heartwarming moment of wild animal encounters, a paddling Samaritan picked up an exhausted northern hawk owl from the frigid Lake Tuusula in Finland. Local Pentti Taskinen placed him on the bow of the boat and paddled him over to the safety of land, where the young owl rested for a while before flying […]
“What need of details? Miles in a voyage are of no more a count than years in a life: they may be filled with a common place. Men live by events and so they paddle.” Quote found in “Canoeing circa 1888″ from Athletics and Manly Sports by John Boyle O’Reilly found in Titcomb Cabin. A […]
And then I come upon a ratty old battleship gray and black wooden cabin cruiser with a man drinking an orange concoction straight out of a handle of liquor. “Beautiful day for a paddle, eh?” I say. “Where are you coming from?” says the sinewy man with long brown hair, red bandana, and a tinge […]
We’d planned to camp, but a nagging afternoon drizzle has left the three of us bone-chilled and tired. The crackling fireplace of The Rose Revived, a small 16th century riverfront pub and inn, draws us inside and holds us there. That night we sleep between sheets, as a steady rain pounds the Rose’s windowpanes. The […]