The Song of Solomon, Seakayaking & Self
Ill be isolde or marion for you / Ill do it for you / Ooh Ill come in a hurricane for you / Ill do it for you
-kate bush
My own experience has been that when paddling distances, I’ve been too tired most times to eat, let alone worry about those adult desires. I’ll get off my dry suit and roll into my sleeping bag and pass out most of the time without always worrying about getting that last bit of sand out of my socks. I’m dead. That is not to say on shorter day trips I don’t feel just the opposite. Not sure why that is exactly. I guess I’ve put it down to some sort of Desmond Morris, Human Zoo sort of thing. We get all worked up in our boats. Muscles tensed, blood flow and oxygen levels increase, or senses and awareness are piqued to the very edge. Seakayaking of course, is a sensual experience. Not really all that surprising some feel the urge for a bit hot monkey lovin’ when it’s all said and done.
It’s been said many times that in relationships your lover is as your personal island. How much more inviting that island is when you’ve been getting you butt kicked around all day on some knarly seas. How nice it could be when you’re half dead, and half-frozen, to roll into your tent beside the person that provides you the most comfort you’ve known since you were a child in your mothers arms? Sometimes, that may be one of the best moments of sea kayaking actually. A nice slow tent romp with your lover may be the perfect end to a perfect day.
Interesting related discussion on the UK River’s Guidebook by the way. Takes me back to a conversation we had her a couple days back about if “Personal” stuff should be part of a seakayaking blog. Many of you said, “Yes” it should be. But as you can read here others feel that we should keep to the subject. Well, for my part I think “life” is the subject.
Ciao!
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Well, the ‘Chasing the Ana’ team have certainly stirred up the masses… (well, on this side of the pond anyway!)
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As I once heard someone remark, ‘there are those that do, and those that lie’…
Nice picture – and Kate Bush gets my vote….
Rowland
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Totally off topic (!) – are you still looking for black balls for your boat?
See you soon!
Rowland
Hey Rowland!!
Yeah, see you soon. Very excited too.
I got the black balls by the way.
On my way out the door. . I’m going to take the Romany out on our local river which is past flood stage so it should offer some practice.
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See ya!
dios mio!
there goes the neighborhood!!
lol
-kqp
D,
It’s all that sunlight,stimulates the hormones, plenty of studies to prove it. After a week on a trip I start to miss my wife, After 3 weeks I must do something to releave the tension. Plus how many People can say they have done THAT in the Aleutian Islands?!
Rich K.
rkkayak, and after 3.5 months?
Wendy,
3 weeks is about my absolute limit, so in 3.5 Months it would be aprox 5x. no problem on a solo trip. group trips are another story.
you asked!
Rich K.
Thank god this trip is planned for 4 weeks-kqp
well I’m a 2.5 day guy. . . have to find a date when I get there. LOL!!
Derrick,
Thanks so much to you and Wendy for your recent posts. You have given us all a huge laugh this weekend past.
Please don’t be offended by any comments from us Brits. We are not shocked, appalled and neither do we think you suck.
I guess you have watched some ‘Blackadder’ and know your ‘Monty Python’? If you have then you will appreciate that the British are incapable of reacting to serious personal topics such as these in any way other than with a gleeful toilet humour style comic response.
We love discussing these sort of things as they give us an outlet for our national comic preferences. However, if you expect a serious response from anywhere near the prime meridian, prepare to be disappointed, we just can’t resist the temptation to laugh……!
Enjoy you paddling, keep the wonderful blog coming and don’t forget to practise your strokes…..
Regards,
John
Hey John,
Oh I know. Mostly all in good fun.
. . . . buncha wankers!!! LOL!!
That’s us………..as I think someone previously mentioned…..there are only two types of folk in the world. Wankers and liars.
Sleep tight
jg