Monkeys attack kayaker! **language** Somebody should have told him not to feed (and swear at) the animals. LP the Wolf and Benny Marr get a nice beatdown on Class V (very) big water. Proof that rapids always look less gnarly on the GoPro You never know when your canoe will fall 100 feet onto concrete. […]
The second of three installments looking at Pat Keller and Steve Fisher’s 2014 descent of New York’s Hanging Spear Falls and the lower gorge of the Opalescent, looks back at the history of paddlers who explored the whitewater locked deep in the 6.1-million-acre Adirondack Park.
Catching up with Deborah Walters, a 63-year-old grandmother and retired research scientist, who is paddling solo down the U.S. Atlantic coast to the southern tip of Florida, where she will sail to Central America and continue south in her stitch-and-glue plywood kayak to Guatemala, raising awareness and funds for children living in a garbage dump community in Guatemala City.
The first of three installments looking at Pat Keller and Steve Fisher’s descent of New York’s Opalescent Gorge, deep in the 6.1-million-acre Adirondack Park tucked away in the High Peaks Wilderness of the nation’s largest state park—and climaxing in a 70-foot waterfall.
A photo posted by McCovey Cove Dave (@mccoveycovedave) on Oct 10, 2014 at 12:18am PDT There was plenty of buzz in San Francisco this weekend as the Giants retook their lead over the Royals in the World Series, and with it came some serous innovation in the niche world of floating tailgate parties. Several sports news […]
Most of the Southwest’s canyon floats involve serious whitewater. What makes this section of the Green River perfect for sinking into “River Time” is that it dives deep into that rock-wall dimension, but the current stays benign the entire route, a no-brainer for open canoes or touring kayaks. The other draw is that the potential […]
A little ice isn’t going to stop Rush Sturges from going big as usual A 70-foot plunge down Outlet Falls in Washington Merv Larson playboating in 1969 This throwback video exploded on the social feeds of surfers and kayakers alike this week. Don’t miss it. The “Tropical Grand Canyon”: Stunning cinematography of Fiji’s world-class rafting […]
My experience . . . I don’t always have much time to get shelter over my head. No time to unpack and pitch a tent. No time to find trees and string a tarp. Or no trees. Most of those moments are driven by the undercurrent of desperation as violent squall or windstorm is approaching. […]
The most inspiring among us don’t seek accolades or recognition; they simply follow their passion for paddling. Story by Conor Mihell Kayaker Mark Divittorio calls the euphoric sensation of finishing a run on a favorite river “that takeout feeling.” The 42-year-old real estate broker from Coloma, Calif., was feeling that buzz after an April solo […]
Now the British Army is low on cash and cutting regiments that are not well known to the public. Enter Jon Armstrong and his 29-year-old partner Corporal Arjun Limbu, both of the Royal Gurkha Rifles, who plan to repeat our Ellesmere circumnavigation to publicize the history and current plight of their regiment. It’s like holding a bake sale to support a war.
When Surfer Magazine writer Matt Warshaw posted this throwback clip on Tuesday, he put wave-ski innovator Merv Larson among surfing’s greatest pioneers, calling him one of “the most advanced wave-riders of all time.” But if this clip reveals to surfers somebody years ahead of his sport, it is perhaps even more mind-blowing from a paddling […]
When we saw this photo on Instagram, we knew we had to ask photographer Nicole Gaunt how she convinced her cat to go canoeing given the standard feline aversion to forced baths, swimming and all possible submersion. We should have known that that it would have been easier to just ask the cat — Emma Deans — herself.
This story first appeared in the August 2014 issue of Canoe & Kayak. Photos and Story by Will Stauffer-Norris This is the fourth pig carcass that has washed up in Dead Pig Eddy. The bloated creature rocks gently up and down against the beach about 10 feet away from our brewing morning coffee. The pig […]
The upper St. John is a true immersion in the deep woods of northern Maine, what the Allagash used to be: hinting at the legacy of Indian camps, logging booms, and the lingering culture of Acadia. It flirts with the Canadian border, flowing north through pine forests. Locals tout it as the longest wild and […]