Author Archives: "Dave Costello"
Dispatch No. 2 from a 2,600 mile canoe journey across Canada’s Territories.
Getting ready to start the final 5,000 mile leg of their 11,700 mile North American Odyssey on May 7 from Grand Portage, Minn., to Key West, Fla., Dave and Amy are working with over 70,000 students and 1,800 teachers as they explore the North America by canoe, kayak, and dogsled.
For many slalom athletes, the grueling, three-day Olympic Trials held in Charlotte, N.C., Thursday, April 12, through Saturday, April 14, is the most important competition of the quadrennium. Yet the Trials will not finalize the 2012 Olympic Team.
A book review of ‘Fearless,’ C&K contributing editor Joe Glickman’s new adventure travel tale on Freya Hoffmeister, which dissects the life and times of the German expedition sea kayaker who circumnavigated Australia in late 2009 and is in the midst of an attempt to paddle around South America.
Field notes and photos from an epic adventure learning project: A complete circumnavigation of the St. Louis region by canoe. Here the team completes the final eight-mile portage from the banks of the Missouri to the Bourbeuse River and paddles the final 16 miles downstream to where they began their journey two weeks before.
New York City natives Adam Wicks-Arshack and John Zinser were boatbuilding neophytes before September 2008, when they paddled into the wilderness of northern Ontario in one canoe and came out a month later with two. Now, they’re looking to bring traditional canoe building back to native Canadian youth.
The eddy turn is a gateway maneuver for aspiring river paddlers. It’s the move that allows you to quickly exit the current when you don’t like what you see downstream and re-enter the flow after taking a breather. The trouble is, for years it was one of the hardest skills for novice paddlers to grasp.
I’ve been paddling in British Columbia for two months and the walled-in, log-choked, continuous and deceivingly powerful rivers here have humbled me every day. On the Ashlu a few weeks back, my friends and I spent a harrowing day racing the runoff from a storm much like this one. The river was running a pushy 700 cfs when we reached the takeout. Hours later, it spiked to 7,000.