From lazy river to rapid decent, my mother was my first guide
At four I proclaimed “I was born to swim!” Growing up in Florida, I was surrounded by water. Sharing my love for the life aquatic, my mother made sure I...
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Edisto: An Epic Adventure
On Sunday morning June 5, 2011, I stepped into my canoe and pushed off from Kill Kare Landing. It was 8:30 and my friends Jamison and Gordy had already been...
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My story begins about forty two years ago standing on a dock with my gramps and him teaching me to fish. Now as I wade into the lower Sipsey fork...
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Curles Creek: Navigable Access Denied
Curles Creek is a tidal navigable tributary to the James River just east of Richmond, Va. I was able to use the creek as a boy until the adjacent property...
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Coming Home on the Ocoee
Thanks to my parents, I’ve been on rivers since before I can remember. They cut out the storage hatch in my mom’s flatwater kayak and made a seat for me...
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I was raised on the Chestatee River, along with all my family and friends. My family owns a large tract of riverfront property where we always get together and reminisce...
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My wife and I have joined a very active kayaking group that has totally revved up our “empty nest” years. At a time when we were kicking back, taking it...
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Blown Out of the Water in the Grand Canyon
I first saw Grand Canyon from 31,000 feet flying back to Florida from Vegas. The pilot pointed out that those on the left side of the plane would have a...
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