the depressed seedling did not want
to live, or grow, or become what he
was destined to be.
“I don’t want to see the sun, 158 more words
Thanks to a generous invitation, last weekend I attended my first (but probably not my last) Wilderness Paddlers Gathering. Begun in March 1993 during “a blizzard of historic proportions,” this annual event has become a tradition at the Hulbert Outdoor Center in Fairlee, Vermont. 375 more words
Aqua-Bound, who manufactures quality U.S.-made paddles in Osceola, Wisconsin, recently invited me to collaborate on a blog post about my thru-paddle and book.
A long paddling expedition is built of many components, both within the paddler and without. 124 more words