silbs says

2008-07-17T10:45:00.004-05:00

On the Road
to
Grand MaraisSherri has studied the charts and the maps andJB is rested up. I will post as soon as I can after getting settled.

Paddle Safe...
DS

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2008-07-16T08:44:00.003-05:00

Last Camp DayWe''ve met lots of nice folks here, many of them paddlers like Linda and Pete.

Everyone is happy, even JB.Paddle Safe...
DS

2008-07-14T09:13:00.002-05:00

ON THE ROAD AND WELL

The Door Co. Symp. was great and personally satisfying. I will eventually have some pics of our trip. We are presently in Upper Peninsula of Michigan and camping on the south shore of Lake Superior. I will be back soon with more info and pics.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-07-09T06:53:00.005-05:00

Time To Take Off

Next to me in my over-cluttered room are a bunch of boxes and duffel bags filled with camping gear, paddling gear and stuff one needs for every day use. There are also the posters I've made for a lecture on weather and some food. JB and I leave early tomorrow for the Door County Sea Kayak Symposium, and I am looking forward to it.As the schedule stands now, I will be teaching rolling and rescues, lead one trip and assist with another. I guess I am giving a noon weather lecture again, as well. Then we head up to the UP where we will camp and paddle for 4 days on the shore of Lake Superior before heading to Grand Marais (MI) for the following weekend. Somewhere in there will be a visit to a laundromat.

Thing is that cell phones often don't work up there and the internet is often hard to find. I don't know when I will post again, but will make every effort to share pictures when I am able.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-07-08T09:26:00.003-05:00

Behold, The Lowly Dying Adverb

Some would look at this picture and say it is lovely, and that would be correct artistically and grammatically. If, on the other hand, you said it was love, you would be wrong...at least grammatically. Love, as you know, is a noun while lovely is a descriptive term...in this case, an adjective.

To continue, I end each of my posts with the words paddle safe. This is on purpose, and it is grammatically incorrect. I write it knowing it is wrong and in hopes of rankling the readers senses. Paddle is a verb, and something that modifies a verb is an adverb. Most adverbs, in turn, end in -ly. It would be proper to say paddle safely. Then, all would be well with the world.

I am not a grammatical snob, but I do get rankled over and over as I repeatedly hear folks say, "I feel bad," when we all know it should be, "I feel badly."
So, tell me that your roll is coming along slowly and not that it is coming along slow. Meanwhile...

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-07-06T08:48:00.009-05:00

THANKFULLY, AND FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE,
SOME THINGS CHANGE...
THANKFULLY, AND FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE,
SOME THINGS DON'T

During my lifetime, I have seen miraculous inventions and discoveries become commonplace. I have seen technology that I could once not have imagined become part of my everyday life. I've seen previously fatal diseases cured and others controlled. I have, indeed, seen some wonderful changes.

On the other hand, I've seen some lousy ones, as well. Sometimes, because of their adverse effects, it seems that there are more bad changes than there are good changes. Thankfully, one thing hasn't changed much since I was a child.

The one blessed constant is our 4TH OF JULY celebrations. You don't have to live here to know that we consider this the birth date of our country, the beginning of our still free way of life. We all also know how many wars have been fought since then to maintain that freedom and how for many years the men, and more recently the men and women, of this country have stepped forward to defend our precious rights (don't worry, this isn't going to be a political piece on good and bad wars...but I digress).So, setting aside technology, every year at this time people across the country put out the flag and decorate their homes in red, white and blue.All over the country; towns, cities and little villages hold a parade consisting of bands, horses and anyone else who just wants to walk down main street and wave at their neighbors.
And, there are always our local servant/heroes that we honor for keeping us safe and well.
Thankfully, and best of all, is the simplest act that has not changed during all of that time. Best of all: men and women and children, rich and poor, black white yellow and red skinned folks all honor the sacred ritual of standing and removing their hats when the flag passes by.
Well, almost everyone.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-07-04T06:16:00.005-05:00

Birds Of A Feather

Like birds of a feather, like chicks following their mother, the little pram sail boats at the local yacht club begin to gather each spring as the juniors get on the water. This program gets young folks into sailboats early in life. They develop sailing skills and learn all about racing (something I never did as a sailor, but I digress). There is always adult supervision with at least one motorized boat on site for safety.

I know there is a similar program at Rutabaga in Madison with their canoe program. They also have a young people's program at their annual Door County Sea Kayak Symposium which is coming up in a week. I once participated in one of the Symposium's lessons for kids and came away from it with admiration for the young paddlers and even more for the staff that had taught them.

I have played with the idea of looking for a grant and support to have such a program in Milwaukee, however I am not sure that the big lake is the best venue for this. In addition to the boat traffic and wave action, there is the occasional problem with pollution. I need to discuss this with others in the area.

Meanwhile, look for the little guys and the little boats out there and always remember: some of the birds flocking out there are big ones.Paddle safe...
DS

2008-07-03T08:38:00.005-05:00

The Ultimate Video

Every once in a while someone catches history on film, tape or video. Winston Churchill giving his "V" sign with his fingers. The first man to step on the moon. A crime caught on a store's security camera, and so on. Throughout modern times these slices of life have made indelible impressions on our mind and have given us a different and unique perspective on history and, sometimes, life itself.

We live in an age where amazing things go on. The technology is overwhelming to some of us senior citizens. I can still remember our first rotary dial phone (don't worry if you don't know what the hell that is or was). For those of us connected to paddling, we have seen new materials and witnessed events recorded with water proof cameras. One has to wonder what could come along that would amaze us like that again.

Well, here it is. He is my grandson. Remember as you watch this that you are witnessing history, something never seen before. Forget ab out kayaks for a moment, this is more important.

Remember your first roll?

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-07-02T06:46:00.005-05:00

Still Looking

Am I on the right path (he asks himself)? All those years, all those activities and all those things I've done...and I'm still looking. Not to turn this into a meaning-of-life-piece, but I do often muse on whether or not we aren't here for a purpose and whether or not each of us has a specific duty to perform. If that happens to be the case, I am haunted by what that purpose might be, at least for me.

That, in turn, raises the question, Have I been doing what I am supposed to be doing? Am I done doing it and just waiting to kick off? Have I done A and supposed to be working on B? Will I ever know the answers to any of these questions? Likely not.

Maybe following the golden rule and doing good and unrewarded deeds is enough with which to get by. Actually, if we all just did those two things this would be a hell of a better place...and less of a hell.

Anyway, I will still stop to smell whatever those flowers are and get a good paddle in now and then.Besides, it's time to turn attention to the upcoming trip with the symposium and camping and, maybe, a few more good deeds.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-07-01T13:44:00.002-05:00

Sometimes The Magic Works...

...sometimes it doesn't. Woke to a "perfect" day. Warm, light air and warm waters waiting out at Lake Nemahbin. So, I load up and make the 35 mile drive and launch at the DNR site (above). I paddle to the area where we practice. The water is warm, clear and free of weeds. Then I roll...

...and it feels like a Greyhound bus. It's sloppy and has no snap or style. I feel clumsy, and my timing isn't the way I'd like it to be. Finally, I miss an angel roll, the first miss since I don't remember when. I pack it in and meet JB at Caribou for solace and coffee. It turns out to be the best part of the day...so far. Tomorrow may be different.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-30T06:39:00.007-05:00

#700

It Was A Good Weekend

I taught in Madison on Saturday and managed to get in everything before thunder chased us all off the pond. Woody and Janet took on all challenges and accomplished every aspect of the intro to sea kayaking course. They were of good humor and more than willing to learn. Hopefully, we have two new and safe paddlers.

Hot Item: It used to be serious when a couple held hands. Then came the generation that moved in together. O.K. I can live with all of that. When they start test paddling kayaks together, it's time to buy that girl a ring. Actually, Alan and Laurel will become legal tandems next month, and we couldn't be happier for them. It does appear, however, that they are each of strong will, and each will paddle their own boat. Many happy years together.

(Anyone know what is up with Wendy K's blog site?)

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-27T07:27:00.004-05:00

Summer Time
And the living is easy...
(with apologies to Mr. Gershwin)

At last, the temperature is in the 80'sF. The wet suits can pretty much be put away for a while (around here) and, once again, most of the weather forecasts for Milwaukee end with the well-worn words, "Cooler near the lake."

SummerFest, the world's largest musical happening, has begun, and folks are headed to the lake front for relief from the heat. Unfortunately, these same conditions breed thunderstorms and, where there is thunder, there is lightening.

You all remember the rules: hear it or see it...get off the water. If there is static on your AM radio band, the stuff is in the area. Be especially alert.

This weekend, I am off to Madison to teach a sea kayaking class and say good bye to Megan, a long time beloved employee of Rutabaga. Apparently, she has fallen in love and is headed for Alaska with that certain someone (whom I hope to meet). Now, that says summer time.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-26T06:19:00.003-05:00

Instant Success...
No Matter How Long It Takes

Yesterday, Sherri was kind enough to ask me to assist with a class in introduction to recreational kayaking. We were on a river and not in sea kayaks. Still, the joy I realize from teaching was there as it always is. Seeing a student "get it" is a high for me. It was so in medicine, Judo, photography, anatomy and physiology and, now, kayaking.

When they first get onto the water, I always ask them to take a moment and store away a memory of how they feel in the boat at that time. I let them paddle a bit without instruction (other than what I'd covered on shore) and watch as they struggle to make the boat do what they have in mind. I am sure that at those times the kayak feels as unresponsive as a log washed ashore. The class passes quickly after which I sit quietly and watch the amazing progress they've made and the joy they take in actually getting the boat to do what they want.Near the end of the class, I ask them to recall how they felt in the boat and what they were able to do and not do just a few hours before. I honor them for their success. Then, I send them off with the advise to experience a lot of butt in the boat time. Practice, practice, practice...just as I did with my medical students and everyone else who has ever allowed me the privilege of being their teacher.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-25T08:03:00.005-05:00

One Enchanted Evening,
You Will Meet A Stranger

If you are old enough to remember the song, it tells how during a certain evening "you look across the room" and there he/she is. It was like that with us. I had been shopping for a new boat and had my eyes on several models. I was up at Rutabaga and had already test paddled several hot models, but I couldn't make up my mind. Then, JB pointed out a sad, oft repaired little Romany sitting on the used for sale rack. As I had some time and could not decide on which hot new boat I wanted, I took the Romany, patches and all, onto the pond. I believe I was only 50 feet from shore when I called back to JB, "This is the one."Since that day, we (the Romany and I) have spent lots of time together. My paddling log, which is typed and only has brief entries, is about 30 pages long. Still, I continue to look for a longer boat for group and trip paddles so that I don't have to use that little extra energy to keep up. If and when I do find that boat, the Romany will stay with me.We've been through much together since that first paddle. I give her UV protection and she takes care of me in the rougher stuff. There is some flaking off the floor of the cockpit from one of the many repairs her former owner (Brian Day) performed on her, but she's mine, and I am keeping her. Same for Lady Linda.

Paddle safe...
DS

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2008-06-24T07:47:00.009-05:00

Sights of Summer

(On and Off the Water)

On of the true joys of summer is the eye candy that appears during the warm weather, both on and off the water. Now, before you jump to any conclusions, I am not talking about how lovely the ladies look in their summer attire, although that is also a plus. I am talking, for example, the sight of a young person deftly handling a gaff rigged pram.

And suave guys in the latest on the water Paris fashions.Happy couples camping in mosquitoes land.Swollen, fast running rivers.Early morning light filtering through the forest and herds of mosquitoes. And, of course...The ladies in their tasteful summer attire. Although, any woman (or guy) looks best in a kayak.Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-23T08:53:00.006-05:00

The (lost) Art

of
Relaxation

On Friday, four of us went camping at Point Beach State Forest in northern Wisconsin. The idea was to relax, eat and paddle. It was a nice enough place, however, the plan worked out for some, but not for me. First, there was the concept of relaxation.Take Doug (bless his soul) for instance. For a while I thought that he thought that he was at a Buddhist retreat site.You know what they say: Before enlightenment, chop wood and carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood and carry water.So Doug...That's o.k.. He enjoys that. But, then, there were the mosquitoes. It rained a lot, it was wet and there were at leas a bazillion of the hungry little buggers, and they were relentless.

Since the shoreline was boring and the lake flat, I broke camp Saturday morning and packed it in. It just wasn't worth the misery of being constantly hounded by the bugs to be able to say that I went camping. Constantly smearing chemicals on my skin in order to survive is also not my idea of enjoying the great out of doors. On a happy note, my new 4 man tent was a real luxury...and free of bugs.

Paddle safe...
DS

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2008-06-20T07:59:00.002-05:00

It May Look Nice, But...

..it may not be as it seems. Lake Michigan, to be sure, is a jewel of fresh water and a wonderful place to paddle. When the sky is clear and the sun is out the lake appears to be blue and clean. Appearances, be as they may, don't always tell the story. All is not as it used to be. If you have read any news about our area (Midwest USA) you know that we have just experienced a "100 year" rain (although they come more often than every 100 years...but I digress). Rivers over flowed their banks and, until yesterday, the west bound lane of I-94 (to Madison) was closed. Now, it seems, as the waters ebb, there is more bad news.Sewage, chemicals and the like have been washed into rivers which, in turn, have washed into the waters of southern Wisconsin. Unable to handle the flow, our sewage district has had to "blend" its out flow, a euphemism which means that raw human waste enters Lake Michigan. Unfortunately, some of this dumping is within the break wall giving the water a lovely brown manure color.

Needless to say, we have cut back on rolling and rescue practice, at least within the break wall. We need to show some of the same caution on our inland lakes as the pollution there may not be as visible.

So, come visit with us in Milwaukee where the leaves change color in fall and the lake changes color in spring. Yuk.

(Off for a camping trip...north of here)

Paddle safe...
DS
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2008-06-19T08:53:00.004-05:00

The Good Ship Sullivan

She's a gaft rigged schooner built here in Milwaukee, and she docks at the Discovery World site. There are daily cruises with some volunteer staff that teach kids about the lake and do some experiments while aboard. One crew member told us an interesting story about the masts.It seems that the Menominee Tribe from northern Wisconsin donated the masts. The ships company, in return, donated several trees to be planted up north. All was done in a good way with give back to Mother Earth.She is a proud ship and an asset to our harbor. I do not happen to have any pics of her under a full suit of sails, but it is something to behold. I will eventually capture such images and share them here. Mean while, you have yet another reason to visit us here and go for a paddle on the big lake.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-18T03:57:00.004-05:00

Oh, To Be Young Again

It seems as if it were yesterday...O.K., maybe the day before. I was young, and everything held a new fascination and promise of adventure. Mom made the meals, and Dad made the living. Other than school, I was free to explore, wonder and grow. I was free to indulge in anything, no matter how silly it might seem at the time.They say that inside every old man is a young man wondering what the hell happened? Suddenly, as if over night, muscle aches that should have passed in a day now last for weeks. Fences that once could be conquered with ease appear like the walls of a fortress. Sleep, the arms of Morpheus, becomes elusive at times and often does not hold the promise of rest.

To be sure, there are rewards and joys that can only be known at the later stages of life. Ego gets a rest while enjoying the accomplishments of children and grand children become most important. Seeing the "big picture" and not being niggled to death by small social snafus is another benefit of being in with the AARP crowd. All in all, this is the best time of life in so many ways. Still, it is sometimes hard to believe that a happy soul can existin such a crappy body.

Paddle safe...
DS
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2008-06-17T08:05:00.006-05:00

Where's Nemo?

Gary (like Sue) is a member of the boat-of-the-month-club, and this month he has a new Nemo made by Prokayak. At just under 18 feet and 21.5 inches wide, it is fast and stable.

Gary is a racer and our local forward stroke guru, and he can make the boat slide through the water quickly and with little wake. There is a smart rudder system for trim while the boat itself is amazingly stable. If you go to the web site you can get a look at the combo of soft and hard chines used in this interesting design.
I was able to get her up to 5.4 mph with just a little effort. Being carbon, she is like a feather weight to lift. I have to say, it was a fun boat to test paddle. I can't wait for next month's boat.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-16T09:30:00.002-05:00

Go Play In Traffic...

...but do it carefully. You may not notice him at first glance, but JB is paddling across the launch lane on his return from yesterday's paddle. Lots of sailboats are moored in the back round, and one motor boat is waiting to get ashore. Thing is, probably no one is looking out for a small boat. Talk about a time to drive defensively.

We paddle this area a good deal of the time and have avoided trouble by using a few basic rules that most of you know. 1, We cross all traffic lanes as a group so we are more visible. If someone doesn't maintain group integrity, they are the most like to not be seen and to be hit. 2, We cross the lane quickly and 3, We do it perpendicularly in order to minimize our time in the lane.

Here, JB is alone, so he came up along the shoreline where it is too shallow for anything but a canoe or kayak. Once off the launch ramp, he picked his moment and quickly cleared the area.

So, now you can go play in traffic.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-13T06:59:00.004-05:00

If It Ain't A Snow Storm......it's a flood. As we say, if you don't like the weather here, wait a minute. Torrential rainstorms have flooded large parts of the Midwest, and our little area has seen some of the effect. While walking Ansel yesterday, I took time on several occasions to pick up fish struggling in the street and toss them into some flooded yard in hopes someone else would find them and return them to the river. Basements have flooded, and homes have been lost in other parts of the state. Our lsection of the river appears to be running at 10 knots in some places. The picture above is of what is usually a falls with a five-foot drop.Although all this may help raise lake levels around the state, it has also caused the overflow of the sewer system with some human waste making it into Lake Michigan. Not a healthy state of affairs. So much for rolling for a while.

Now, we are faced with more decisions: Wet suit, dry suit or haz-med suit?

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-12T05:10:00.002-05:00

Slop

Milwaukee's shoreline forms a natural harbor. That is, it curves dramatically inward toward where three rivers enter into the lake. This shape, in part, confuses and bends winds coming from the N, NE, S and SE so that a paddle across the outer harbor (the area inside the break wall) will often take one through several changes in wind direction. There is, as well, an effect on the water.

It is nice to paddle on flat water, at least once in a while. Better, I think, to have waves. Big slowly moving waves that gradually lift my kayak to where I can see far onto the horizon and then set me slowly down into a canyon surrounded by walls of water. Fact is, however, there is most often just slop out there. The shoring up of the bottom, the waves bouncing from shore or break wall and shifting winds usually combine to produce slop.I define slop as a disorganized chop which comes from several different directions. For new paddlers in this area, this slop is disconcerting and often leads to a tip over (it's also a good media for intermediate paddlers to practice rescues). This is especially true when the boat is swaying in one direction and then, during the end of a stroke, it changes attitude. It is, actually, a good teacher.

Good paddling requires one to separate the top and bottom halves of the body. The top, of course, is (or should be) busy with torso rotation (don't get me started). The bottom, from the waist down, need only remain relaxed so that the boat can waggle (my word) beneath us. Good hulls, be they kayaks or sail boats, always know what to do...no matter what the water conditions might be. Many sailboats that have been abandoned in storms have later been found to be floating nicely along by themselves. Kayak hulls will also assume the best attitude if left alone to do so.

Paddling in aggressive slop can be gratifying as the boat does its little dance beneath us. We, for our part, need just go along for the ride.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-11T07:18:00.004-05:00

We're In Recovery

Joseph was in town for just a few days, and he managed to exhaust Lady Linda and myself. Just one year old, he scoots around on his hands and knees and does the stairs repeatedly...over and over again. Thankfully, he is a good napper and sleeps through the night.

His mom arranged for another birthday party for those who couldn't get to Cincinnati last week. This, in turn, called for another "first" chocolate cake which, as has become his practice, was eaten and worn using both hands.

They both flew home Monday evening, and we slept a lot on Tuesday.

So there you have one of the rare things that I would rather do instead of paddling. Today is a different story.

Paddle safe...
DS

2008-06-10T07:56:00.006-05:00

A Fine Opportunity

I spent last Friday and Saturday in Madison thanks to a kind invitation from Sam Crowley, an ACA examiner. He was holding an IDW and offered me the opportunity to assist. I grabbed at the chance. Sam was my examiner for both my Instructor Certification Exams (ICE) and my instructor update exam. I knew this would be an chance to learn a good deal.Although I've taught many classes before, this was an unique experience. To begin, the 8 "students" were not beginners who were getting into a kayak for the first time. These were folks with some experience who wanted to step up and become instructors. They were attentive, picked up things quickly and promptly rafted up when asked, thus allowing more instructional time. The sessions were divided between classroom instruction, students doing presentations "on the beach", and students presenting in a classroom session. I had opportunities to demonstrate several strokes and rescues and how to teach them. I also go the chance to begin evaluating presentations. This is the kind of stuff that keeps me sharp and keeps me growing in the sport.So thanks again to Sam and to Nancy who heads the Rutabaga Outdoor Program (ROP) up there in Madison for an opportunity to learn, grow and participate. I am grateful.

Paddle safe...
DS