I took the canoe plunge yesterday.
In the last year, I’ve discovered how much I love paddling. I kayaked the Llano, Colorado, Pedernales and San Marcos rivers, plus Mexican Creek, Lake Travis and Lady Bird Lake. I also canoed for four days on the Devils River.
I own my own canoes (a hand-me down gift, from some dear friends who moved to Boston.) But I’ve been dreaming about buying a canoe for a year now.
This weekend, I finally did it, and right this very minute, a shiny Alumacraft Voyageur canoe, with a stripe of red and black trim along the top, is perched on a pair of saw horses in my backyard. My husband Chris is building a rack to hold it, and next week the boat will make its maiden voyage.
I plan to use it mainly for canoe camping. Already, a trip down the Pecos River is in the planning stages for next spring. I can’t wait to get back to the Devils, too. I’m even contemplating a few short paddling races (no, not the mother of them all, the grueling Texas Water Safari.)
Stayed tuned for upcoming adventures …