Adaptive Curmudgeon

Kayak Challenge

About a month ago I wrote:

“Kayaks (for no discernible reason) seem largely the domain of vegan cat ladies who carry them around on Subarus adorned with left wing bumper stickers. Most of them only paddle on sunny weekends. Invariably they paddle in groups. I suspect chardonnay may be involved? Not my scene. (Doubt my assessment of kayaks in America in 2019? Fine. Send me a photo of a burly man solo kayaking a moose quarter through a swamp and I’ll recant.)”

A reader sent this. That speck in the lower right corner is the kayaker who is clearly doing an epic paddle. No moose but whomever this is, he/she is sufficiently bad ass that I recant my “vegan cat ladies in Subarus” statement.

Not to be outdone, another commenter sent the link to this:

OK fine. Y’all win. 90% of what I’ve seen in the kayak world has has been on the “vegan cat lady” side of the scale but I now admit some folks are out there kayaking like a Norse God. The fact that I’m not seeing them reflects more on me than kayaks. If I got my ass out on the water more maybe I’d meet more dudes like this.

Touche’ internet!

A.C.

P.S. I have no idea who these people are, where they are, or if they want their photos posted on some nitwit’s blog. If you’re the person in either photos and want it gone… send me an e-mail and your wish is my command. Also, way to be awesome!

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