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  1. Several hundred km/miles, I suspect. I refer to my multi-days as sea safaris, FWIW.
  2. Stumbled across this site that may be of interest to others: https://www.expeditionkayak.com/chronology-of-sea-kayaking/
  3. This was released ~early June, basically saying Out of Staters, may enter after July 1, if they have a recent negative test.
  4. Most of the rivers were drying out during early June, but there was sufficient flow in the Pemi to do the stretch from Plymouth to Ayres Island Dam. We picked a beautiful Friday and caravaned up to our now-familiar launch from Plymouth, after first spotting a car at the takeout in Bristol, next to the dam. The first stretch of the river was spectacular; shallow, clear, with abundant fish spotting, including a school of approximately 25 ?trout. Were I a fisherman, these fish averaged a foot in length. Because I am not, 7 inches was a good estimate. We meandered with the current through the uninhabited rural river, and stopped briefly at a steep rocky ledge, where the captain rinsed off. At the six-mile mark, smack-dab in the middle of the river was a ledgy, small island with a tall maple cluster on the western side. As we neared, and noted the sand dune-like features on the downstream side, it was obvious this would be our lunch spot. We landed and scouted the tiny isle, hereafter called Paradise Island. Narrow, sandy paths lead to rocky outcroppings, some of which lent themselves to perfect launches into the clear, deep river. Signs of campfire and hibachi suggested previous visitors. Small groups of people visited both shores during our lunch hour, enjoying ledgy or sandy features. IMGP0070.MOV Beyond Paradise, the river widened and quieted, secondary to the damn dam downriver. We spotted the typical wildlife – geese, kingfisher, osprey, and additional fish schools in-session, near the railroad/car bridges cluster. Towards the 104 bridge, the river widened to a pond-like area, with several people recreating (swimming, fishing, tubing), most likely from the nearby campground. The last 3 miles was not a little slog-ish, with a strong headwind and lake-like features. We muscled through, landed, and made our way back to Plymouth, first stopping at the very scenic Livermore Falls area, before burritos and the shortish drive home. Link to track here
  5. I've used small plastic acorn nuts with success: Find these in the "aisle of drawers" (fasteners, doo-hickeys of all sorts) at your local Hardware. Bring one of your screws to determine proper fit. Most members may not be aware of the valuable info in the archives; the following link may provide some (too much) help:
  6. Well, yes, Veggie Italian X2, RB X 1 for the 3 paddlers.
  7. Skip report, go straight to slideshow. https://photos.app.goo.gl/KwT9coajfVZN6Vhv7 Plans to continue section-paddling the Pemi were put on hold, once N found a likely candidate while browsing the AMC river guide. Bonus features for paddling the beautiful Winooski River in Vermont included having N’s college buddy, C, join us for the long day trip, since he lived within a mile from the takeout, and, joining J, another mate/alum, for pizza after the paddle, when we retrieved the shuttle car back in Montpelier. #1 son N and I drove separate cars, the plan calling for dropping off the canoe (with cable lock) in Montpelier, driving NW to pick up C in Jonesville, car-topping his kayak, then driving back together in my car to the put-in. Despite ambitious plans, including leaving the house at 6:40 AM, we finally got our paddles wet at 10:10. Mid 60s, mostly cloudy, NW at 10, below-average water levels were the ingredients for the day. Routes 2 and I 89 would be our companions (zero other boaters/floaters) for most of this trip, though the high river banks and rippling water would drown out most of the traffic noise. We meandered/scraped our way 6 miles downstream, the first “obstacle” at Cemetery Corner (NOT named for the number of paddler deaths; there is a cemetery beyond the riverbank). A last-second, 1-foot drop through un-scouted challenge #2 surprised us, but didn’t separate us from our boats. At length we arrived at Middlesex Dam for our first portage. Our hero and pack animal for the day would be our dolly, “Llama.” After a climb up a steep muddy path, we settled the canoe atop Llama, and the kayak on top of the canoe, clearly looking like folks “from away.” Llama made short work of the roadside portage. Before launching again, we enjoyed a repast of veggie Italian and roast beef sandwiches from you-know-where. The second, longest (10+ mi.) leg of the trip from Middlesex to Bolton, would carry us through riverside landscapes we had yet experienced. We smartly landed our boats to scout Junkyard rapids. The line would be easy, but well worth the preview, as the chute was not visible behind the obscuring, jutting ledge. IMG_0938.mov We came to the conclusion that the word “gorge-ous" came about while traveling through a river section such as this. We were NOT going to Grandmother’s house, but “over the river and through the woods“ would be the mantra for the portage at Bolton Dam-a rigorous steep, uphill slog, through muddy woods, then downhill, across the picnic area, and finally to the beach, a 2000-foot trek. This would be the answer to the riddle “How do you gain 300 feet of altitude while paddling downriver?“ Downstream, the dam displayed a fairly decorative finish–large brownstone-like facing, similar to what one might see on a decades-old town library or a train station-quite elaborate, but visible to only a few. The third, and final segment of the trip would bring us 6 miles through mostly quickwater, beautiful pastoral scenery, geese and duck families, scattered small and large-grouped humanoids enjoying the river, and fly fisherpeople. We finally got off the river at 1830, loaded up the vehicles, short-visited C’s home and wife, then drove back to Montpelier to join J for delicious pizza from Positive Pie (+π), arriving back home at 10:20. Link to track here Local knowledge here FWIW: flow rate for this trip ~900cfs. Given the amount of new scratches on the canoe, this would be the minimum flow I'd recommend for this paddle The "other" Dolly Llama:
  8. NH-resident Sea Kayakers: Come to my neighborhood and enjoy the beautiful inland Contoocook River, launching @ CONTOOCOOK RIVER CANOE COMPANY, 9 HORSE HILL ROAD, CONCORD, NH. We will paddle upriver to Contoocook (Tooky) Village, enjoy lunch (PYO or Dimitri’s/EveryDay nearby) and distanced conversation, either on the grass or under the gazebo at the small park. After, we will paddle downstream back to our cars. DATE: SUNDAY, JUNE 14 START: 9AM END: ? DISTANCE: ~12mi. LIMIT: 6 (NH RESIDENTS) Participants agree to the following: -must not have had exposure to any known-positive contacts for the past 2 weeks AND asymptomatic -facemasks donned during launching/landing and public interaction -I will ask for 1 volunteer to help me unload/load boats. You agree to wear disposable or reusable (dishwashing-type) gloves. -bring personal cache of cleansing solution. My go-to: 1tsp bleach/1 c water, added to sealable container which contains rag/washcloth. Additional dry cloth for wiping bleach off gloves/debit cards If committed to this trip, RSVP on the calendar event here
  9. CANCELED DUE TO LACK OF INTEREST NH-resident Sea Kayakers: Come to my neighborhood and enjoy the beautiful inland Contoocook River, launching @ CONTOOCOOK RIVER CANOE COMPANY, 9 HORSE HILL ROAD, CONCORD, NH. We will paddle upriver to Contoocook (Tooky) Village, enjoy lunch (PYO or Dimitri’s/EveryDay nearby) and distanced conversation, either on the grass or under the gazebo at the small park. After, we will paddle downstream back to our cars. DATE: SUNDAY, JUNE 14 START: 9AM END: ? DISTANCE: ~12mi. LIMIT: 6 (NH RESIDENTS) Participants agree to the following: -must not have had exposure to any known-positive contacts for the past 2 weeks AND asymptomatic -facemasks donned during launching/landing and public interaction -I will ask for 1 volunteer to help me unload/load boats. You agree to wear disposable or reusable (dishwashing-type) gloves. -bring personal cache of cleansing solution. My go-to: 1tsp bleach/1 c water, added to sealable container which contains rag/washcloth. Additional dry cloth for wiping bleach off gloves/debit cards If committed to this trip, RSVP on the calendar event here
  10. Another resource if you can get it-Maine Public Coastal Access Guide (3 vol): https://www10.informe.org/webshop_ifw/index.php?p=6780&c=&storeID=8
  11. The additional aft tether is a little cumbersome, but without it, a paddler friend has reported missing one during a day (luckily) trip. I don the crocs as soon as I exit the boat, taking my chances on the first few foot plants, snot or not.
  12. With fond memories of our previous weekend’s trip still fresh in our minds, we conjured up a similar trip that would get us back in the canoe, before diminishing water flows would put us behind the eight-ball for a river trip. The two choices were: 1) continue the southward, lower section of the Pemi, beyond the impassible Livermore Falls, or 2) paddle on one of its major tributaries. As always, we checked the river data, and called one of the local canoe/kayak/tube liveries in Plymouth. We settled on #2, after consulting yet another resource, a 30-year old AMC river guide that indicated we could launch from our planned spot, given the water level was only slightly below average. Upon scouting an appropriate launch site near the bridge, we had second thoughts about the plans for a 20+ mile paddle, given the late hour, and the bony-looking riverbed from our vantage point. Nonetheless, our blood was up for an adventure, given the Q20 doldrums, and the phenomenal weather. Luckily, the first few hundred yards gave us the most bottom scratches than the remainder of the trip, and we quickly entered Paradise corridor. Numerous riffles, crystal-clear water, serpentine course, gravel and rocky beaches, steep sand/clay/rocky shorelines, and the only canoe on the river for seven hours on a glorious Memorial Day weekend! Aside from the rare proximity to the highway, and the laboring lumberyard, a more serene river trip I have never had. Before the first hour had expired, we were delighted to find a supreme lunch spot – sandy landing beach with adjacent “harbor,” rocky promontory, and a deep swimming hole. We were in no hurry to leave this spot, and lingered for a full hour, enjoying our lunch and Mother Nature’s glory. After some consideration/deliberation, the old man found the courage to jump straight into the swimming hole, without regret, though the water was not a little cold. Regretfully, with many miles to go, we resumed the trip down the undulating river, and remarked of the foolishness/bravery of Powell’s trip down the Colorado; no such danger on this day. Riverside bamboo was our frequent companion on this river, and we frequently pointed out to one another the various geological features of the riverbank composition, including layers of clay that was “scaling“ into the river, near-perfect pieces of pottery, unbaked. Toppled trees, boulders, and a rare group of tubers sharpened our paddling skills, the captain and his first mate scouting standing, and comfortably seated at the bow, respectively. ripsmov.m4v We were in no hurry, and our timepieces confirmed that, as the river finally discreetly nuzzled into its mother at 6:15 PM. We pulled out 1/4 mile past the bridge into downtown, car-topped the staged vehicle, and drove to retrieve the launch car, first stopping for supper at The Common Café in Rumney Village. We were delighted with the scrumptious, hearty meals, and the friendly owners-well worth the very short trip from the highway. Ocean, lakes, ponds, rivers, puddles – it doesn’t matter just get out there. ANTS (Aqueous Nature Therapy Solutions) are the best medicine for Q20! Link to track here
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