Bear Grylls on surfing the Ottawa River: “If he capsizes…he might not survive.” A little over-the-top? Maybe, but Devyn Scott sure is good at what he does Kayak launch fail. This shouldn’t be so difficult Sometimes the third time isn’t the charm La Garganta del Diablo, The Throat of the Devil Aptly named Kev Brady […]
Every year, paddlers test their mettle on the longest river in North America. C&K caught up with two seasoned expedition paddlers looking to finish their separate, ambitious months-long bids to complete the through-paddle journey before the holiday season, connecting with Lucas Will south of St. Louis, and Natalie Warren on a layover in Memphis.
The River Gator crew celebrates the opening of the new Lower Mississippi River Water Trail in three parts, paddling the next section from Memphis, Tenn., to Helena, Ark., while exploring the river’s longtime lore and appeal in the minds of international travelers who visit its muddy waters.
Video and full story from our Dec. 2013 issue detailing Dan McCain and Jeff Compton’s bold multi-day descent of one of the High Sierra’s signature river-running tests: tackling all 14 miles of hiking and 40 miles of technical wilderness paddling down the Middle Fork Kings.
Update from the 2013 International Rafting Federation White Water Rafting World Championships in New Zealand, where the US women took a third place in the Head-to-Head race and the men took fourth in the Sprint as both strong finishes build overall points to a world championship finale this weekend.
After our baptism at Smith Island Rapid we don’t cowboy anymore shoals. Our boat, the same old Wenonah camp canoe I’d paddled in 2009, its thwart now rotted out, carries the two of us, all of our camera gear and equipment, for 30 days with barely four inches of freeboard to spare. We are not […]
The Lower Flint River flows atop a Swiss-cheese geology of porous limestone filled with layers of ancient aquifers. The murky sapphire water of the Floridian aquifer, which provides water to the state’s panhandle, emerges from the lowland forest throughout the Lower Flint. When I spotted a stream of blue water dissolving into the Flint’s brown […]
We land on the broad, deserted white beach of St. Vincent Island under blue skies and popcorn clouds. There’s not much to say; Michael and my combined and separate journeys are best left in our own heads for now. We toast each other with cheap whiskey and run into the Gulf of Mexico, letting the […]
On the first day, I pick my way down the wide, shallow, moss-carpeted rocks of Flat Shoals. On Day Two, I squeeze down the cracks of a dozen unnamed ledges that cut like hardened scars through the time-softened canyon of Sprewell Bluff. I’m lucky. Recent rains have lifted the flow above the sharp rocks. For […]