This Saturday Nov. 5, at high noon, the first of more than 150 racers will charge down the steepest half-mile of the Green River Narrows in Henderson County, N.C. Locals call it the greatest race in the world. We think they’re right. Here’s why.
Earlier this month, Darrin Kimbler launched his canoe at the mouth of the Columbia River, near Astoria, Ore., with his dog, Mike, and a full load of gear. If all goes according to plan—and according to Kimbler’s blog, CanoeAcrossAmerica.com, not all has gone according to plan already—Kimbler and Mike will paddle into Key West, Fla., in eight months time.
Whitewater canoeing does not attract the large and consolidated following of its stepchild, kayaking. Since the advent of plastic kayaks more than 30 years ago canoes have been consigned to permanent minority status, with the noteworthy exception of 10 days each March on the whitewater that flows off the Cumberland Plateau around Lenoir City, Tennessee. For those glorious few days in the wet Appalachian spring, open-boaters reclaim their place atop the paddling hierarchy, and if any kayaker feels bold enough to question this old-world order, Michael “Louie” Lewis will happily, and emphatically, set him or her straight.
Canoe & Kayak managing editor Dave Shively and art director Robert Zaleski paddled over 100 miles down the Mississippi River’s wildest lower-river reaches with Quapaw Canoe Company owner-guide John Ruskey in his handcrafted 30-foot voyager-style canoe.
At the top of his “to-do”wish list was a kayak trip the length of the Florida Keys. The Florida Keys are an archipelago of about 1,700 islands in the southeast United States. They begin at the southeastern tip of the Florida peninsula, about 15 miles south of Miami, and extend in a gentle arc south-southwest and then westward to Key West.
Like the Jack Daniels’ in my guide’s hip flask, the Suwannee River colours my dangling feet in a warm amber wash. We are somewhere in Georgia, above the Florida state line when we paddle our Crayola-coloured kayaks around another serpentine bend. Six good ol’ boys are standing crotch-deep in the whiskey waters, the golden hue […]
Why to go: As more and more humans crowd the globe, it has become harder to be at one with nature. Dog Island, however, offers paddlers a place to experience adventure and inspiration in the shrinking wilds of coastal Florida. This diamond in the gulf rises up just south of Carrabelle, in the eastern panhandle. […]
The Central Texas Hills and Rivers region lies in the dead center of the Lone Star state, abounding with quaint small towns, friendly people, and spring-fed rivers that flow through a semi-arid desert land of mesquite, prickly pear cactus, live oaks, limestone bluffs and wide open blue skies.
Kayak Fishing Florida’s First Coast by Mike Kogan Canoe & Kayak Web Exlcusive Jacksonville, home of Florida’s First Coast, has always been known for its outstanding inshore and offshore fishing. With over 68 miles of Atlantic Ocean coastline and 400 miles of river, intra-costal waterways (ICW), creeks, lakes, and ponds, Jacksonville has as diverse a […]
On a recent kayak fishing trip to Aransas Pass (A.P.), Texas, I was preparing for the Extreme Edge Kayak Fishing Tournament (EEF). This is a national event and A.P. was the last leg of the Texas Series. So it was very important to do well in this event. That is why prefishing different areas is […]
The Chattahoochee River flows right through town. North of the city, the Appalachian rivers call to whitewater boaters, while south of Atlanta quiet-water paddlers will find the mighty Altamaha and other rivers of the Piedmont region. Canoeing The Georgia River Network hosted a weeklong canoe camping adventure along the Chattahoochee River, which flows right through […]
by Paige Ponder Photos by Dennis Holt In memory of Mr. Peter Grey Cane Jr., who loved the Mobile-Tensaw Delta. All the fish are having a tea party, nibbling crumpets and celebrating. Mr. Crane is not slithering through the Mobile-Tensaw Delta swamps with his fishing rod anymore. But he enjoyed a lifetime doing it. Deep […]
Story and Photos by Tom Bol When I was in high school, history was one of those subjects that went in one ear and out the other. Sure, I could go on autopilot and memorize facts for a test, but those historical events soon faded from memory. But one daring adventure stayed in my mind: […]
Paddling down a river in the very early hours of daylight can be a sacred experience. It’s a time when fog clings loosely to the water’s surface, reducing the far bank to a gray form silhouetted beyond the vapors. It’s a time when the humblest of streams or the mightiest of rivers seems to reveal […]