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Spirit of Adventure Dunked Repeatedly by Uncontrollable Kayak

 

The Milwaukee Journal Sentinel - September 21, 2003

 

 

Dave Barry

 

Spirit of adventure dunked repeatedly by uncontrollable kayak

 

By DAVE BARRY Knight Ridder News Service

 

Sunday, September 21, 2003

 

Every so often I head for Sun Valley, Idaho, because I have friends there, and because Idaho contains large quantities of nature. The problem is that my friends are never content to sit around with a cool beverage and look at the nature from a safe distance, as nature intended. No, my friends want to interact with the nature in some kind of potentially fatal way.

 

Frenzied suicidal outdoor activity is big in the Sun Valley area. Everybody you see is wearing a helmet and those really tight shorts that outdoorsy people wear to ensure that their personal characteristics are visible from Mars.

 

There is no outdoor activity too hazardous for these people: They climb sheer cliffs barehanded; they ride bicycles down steep ski slopes; they leap off mountains and soar hundreds of feet in the air suspended from what appears to be a cafe awning.

 

So inevitably, when I'm in Idaho, my friends involve me in some insane outdoor activity. One time my friend Ridley talked me into climbing way up an absurdly dangerous tree, a tree that was surrounded by the corpses of squirrels that had fallen to their deaths while attempting to ascend it.

 

On my most recent trip, my friend Erasmo talked me into whitewater kayaking. Erasmo lives in Stanley, Idaho (population: Erasmo) where he runs The River Company, an outfit that sends tourists, with guides, in rafts and kayaks down the Salmon River, which is scenic and the same temperature as liquid nitrogen.

 

Erasmo insisted that I'd enjoy riding this river in a kayak, a small boat that gets its name from the Eskimo words "kay," meaning "boat," and "ak," meaning "that should not be occupied by anybody who is not a licensed Eskimo."

 

Joining me on this adventure was my cousin-in-law Ron, who drove to Idaho from Minnesota in a large rental RV capable of traveling as far as 11 feet on a single gallon of gasoline.

 

When Ron and I got to the Salmon River, our guide, Lloyd, had us put on Spider-Man-style wet suits and life jackets and helmets. We were feeling manly and outdoorsy until Lloyd pointed out, quietly, that our helmets were on backward. After we turned them around, Lloyd gave us a briefing on how to kayak, which mostly consisted of what to do if you fall out of the kayak.

 

What you do is: Don't panic. This is the same advice I've been given in every sport I've ever tried. Just once I wish the guide would say: "If something goes wrong, flail your limbs and scream in terror." Then I'd feel qualified.

 

After our briefing, Ron and I got into our kayaks and pushed out into the river to practice our paddling skills. In a few minutes, we found that by stroking our paddles on the left or right side, forward or backward, we were able to have absolutely no effect on what our kayaks were doing.

 

Our kayaks were taking direction only from the Salmon River, which was telling them: Go Downstream Now! So we did. In a few minutes, we hit our first rapids, which were officially classified as a Class 3 rapids ("Not Always Fatal").

 

I made it through, using the veteran kayaker technique of closing my eyes, so that the river could not see me. I will not humiliate anybody by naming names here, but Ron fell out of his kayak. Fortunately Lloyd rescued him; otherwise Ron would have drifted all the way to the Pacific Ocean, getting repeatedly spawned on by aggressive male salmon.

 

After that, the river got calmer and we did pretty well. In conclusion, kayaking is a fun sport that I recommend to everybody who has a sense of adventure and a good HMO.

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Figger_Eight said:

Erasmo insisted that I'd enjoy riding this river in a kayak, a small boat that gets its name from the Eskimo words "kay," meaning "boat," and "ak," meaning "that should not be occupied by anybody who is not a licensed Eskimo."

 

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