Monday, April 4, 2011

4 Minute Warning

Hard to stop thinking about the movie 'Gasland' lately. There's a short clip from a Radiohead song, '4 Minute Warning' in the film. It was released as a bonus track on the second disc from their 'In Rainbows' album.

If you haven't seen 'Gasland' check out this link... Gasland

Every Now and Then...

Well, I should be telling stories about dirt bagging in the Smoky Mountains over spring break, or possibly hitch hiking home last Friday night after being stranded in Leesburg, or perhaps the chickens that are roaming my backyard, but this afternoon trumps all. The inaugural Magic Bus trip took place this afternoon. It is officially tagged, titled, and towing a trailer full of old school Perception Dancer kayaks.

Curt and I met at Old Angler's Inn with our team of eight. It was our second day out on the water, (the first day was officially cold and miserable). Today the weather was glorious, eighty degrees, sunny, and and the occasional gusty headwind. We continued teaching the forward stroke, slowly introducing the sweep stroke, and draw. The guys were having a great time. It was one of those perfect magic spring days on the Potomac. The kind everyone waits for all winter. The water was cool, clear, and refreshing. It is the beginning of what is usually a great stretch of kayaking on the Potomac. The river is alive with activity, plenty of folks training for Cheat River Festival in early May.

We put in at Sandy Beach and paddled up the back channel to the backside of Maryland chute. We had the guys practice a few wet exits so they would be comfortable with it. We hiked through the island and climbed a rock overlooking the Potomac. Scott was paddling up river and I yelled out to him. I had not seen him since he left for the Grand Canyon. He paddled over and we chatted for a bit. He joined up with us and we took the group paddling back downriver to the Sandy Beach to finish up the session for the guys. Curt and I ran up to the parking lot to quickly load the boats and then hustled back down to the river to attain upriver to Rocky Island Waves with Scott. We got a good workout and some awesome triple surfs at Rocky before heading back in a long since faded sunset.

We convened in the Magic Bus to enjoy the moment, discussing all the potential of the new beast. Today was a great new beginning. I deeply appreciate the opportunity to paddle with Scott and Curt tonight. Days like today do not come around all the time, but when they do, it is nice to take a moment to step back and breath them in.