I grew up in an
adventurous family. When I was in
elementary school we lived in a neighborhood west of New Orleans that was
surrounded by woods, large drainage ditches and creeks, and swamps. The neighborhood gang built forts, had dirt
clod wars, flew kites, climbed trees, bicycled everywhere, fished for alligator
gar fish, and waded the drainage ditches collecting buckets full of
crawfish. I joined Cub Scouts, went on
campouts and participated in survival weekends where we had to forage for our
food.
At the age of 10 my
father moved us to Ponce, Puerto Rico. My
family spent about every other weekend at a beach where my mother painted and
my father and I snorkeled and spearfished.
My father restored a sailboat, and I sometimes got to sail with
him. I became very comfortable in deep
water. I also joined the YMCA swimming
team. We would often take trips to San
Juan or other communities to participate in swim meets.
In 1960, when I was
13 years old, we moved to Baytown, Texas and then to Houston. I joined the local Explorer Scout Troop and
continued to camp and have adventures around the state. Summer Scout camp was in the hill country
near San Marcos along the San Marcos River.
I was introduced to canoeing there.
After college I worked as a Recreation Therapist working with Emotionally Disturbed and Autistic children 6-16 years old. I took the children on hikes, camping trips, and cave exploring. While working, I continued to be involved with the two campus clubs and realized that many people were having trouble getting good equipment. I started a business in a room of my house that quickly turned into Bushwhacker Backpacking Supply, a 4,000 square foot store with 2 partners and 12 employees. We sold about 350 canoes a year. One of our manufacturers talked me into buying a kayak from them, and an employee of mine and I started teaching ourselves bracing and rolling from the Kayaking Handbook of the Ledyard Canoe Club at Dartmouth College. We practiced in a flooded quarry near the Illinois-Indiana state line until we both had “bomb-proof” rolls. We then started expanding into progressively more challenging rivers in Illinois, Indiana, Wisconsin, and Missouri..
While running my
business I got to know Royal Robbins, a famous rock climber from
California. Royal’s latest passion was
whitewater kayaking, and we became friends.
He invited me to California to kayak and rock climb. I was hooked on the big water that I
discovered there and sold my business and moved to Modesto to work in Robbins
Mountain Shop, and to kayak with Royal.
While working in Modesto I got to meet a number of Royal’s climbing
buddies, including Yvon Chouinard, Galen Rowell, Ed Gilette, John Cleare, Doug
Scott, John Jackson, Clyde Deal, and others.
I got to kayak with Royal, Yvon, Lito Tejada Flores, Doug Weins, and my
new Modesto friend Robert DeWolf. Royal,
Doug, and I ran all three forks of the American River, the Mokelumne River, the
Stanislas River (before the Melones Dam went in), and the Tuolumne River from
just below Hetch Hetchy Dam. Royal, Doug and I also did a first descent of the
South Fork of the Merced River while it was in flood stage. I became a very good Class IV-V whitewater
kayaker.
In 1981 I moved to Bellevue, Washington and opened and managed the
Marmot shop there. I continued to
backpack, ski, and whitewater kayak in Washington, but a low back injury
eventually started causing me so much pain that I had to give up my whitewater
kayaking.
A few months later a friend of mine who lived along the lower
Stillaguamish River invited me to kayak with him from his home to Nanaimo,
British Columbia. He loaned me a kayak,
paddle, spray skirt, and PFD. I had
backpacking equipment and a wetsuit. I
had no idea what I was getting into, but it sounded like an adventure! We paddled through the cut at Stanwood,
through La Conner, around Orcas Island, out to Stuart Island, crossed into
Canada, and paddled the Gulf Islands to Nanaimo. It was 8 days and 120 miles of fantastic
adventures, including great campsites, lots of marine and bird life, and
wonderful experiences. And…my back
didn’t hurt! The kayak could carry
three times as much gear and food as I could carry backpacking. I was hooked.
My old California friend, Robert DeWolf, moved to Redmond, Washington
from California, and I got him into sea kayaking. He loved it too. We started paddling from Issaquah, across
Lake Sammamish, through the Sammamish Slough, down Lake Washington, and out
through the Ship Canal to Golden Gardens Park in a number of day trips. The idea of paddling the Inside Passage came
up, but neither of us could afford to take off enough time to do the whole
route at once. We decided to do it
anyway and connect the dots, and on 1-day, 2-day, or longer trips we started
connecting our dots. We could put
together a 2-3 week vacation each summer.
Our first major trip in 1996 was from Mayne Island around Saturna
Island, South and North Pender Islands, and Prevost Islands, and back to Mayne
Island. In 1997 we paddled from Powell
River to Kelsey Bay, which set the standard for longer adventure trips. In 1998 we paddled in British Columbia from
Sechelt to Saltery Bay and from Kelsey Bay through the Broughton Archipelago,
and back to Port McNeil. We then took a trip in 1999 from Bella Bella to Prince
Rupert (19 days, 230 miles).
We decided that the full Inside Passage started in Olympia, Washington
and ended in Skagway, Alaska, so we started backtracking and filling in the
missing segments. We paddled from
Olympia to Golden Gardens, Nanaimo to Powell River, and then I got involved in
the North Sound Sea Kayaking Association (NSSKA). I started taking a lot of trips with them and
soon became the Trip Coordinator. I led
a lot of day and overnight trips and gained more experience. In 2009 Robert and I circumnavigated
Revillagegedo Island and camped in Misty Fjords National Monument (18 days, 190
miles). In 2013 Robert & I led a
group of NSSKA paddlers from Ketchikan to Wrangell on a great adventure trip.
Since then, Robert & I have completed the rest of the Inside Passage
including, Port McNeil to Port Hardy, Port Hardy to Bella Bella, Wrangell to
Juneau, and Juneau to Skagway. I have
also led expeditions to Kyuquot Sound (including the Bunsby Islands, Brooks
Peninsula, Spring Island, and Rugged Point), Campbell River to Kelsey Bay by
the back channels including five saltwater rapids, 165 miles of the Willamette
River, 149 miles through the Upper Missouri River Breaks in Montana, The Black
Canyon of the Colorado and Mojave Lake in Nevada, and the Green River through
Canyonlands National Park in Utah…twice.
I have also participated in an expedition to the Exuma Islands in the
Bahamas that was led by another NSSKA member.
I was mostly
self-taught. My whitewater experience
prepared me pretty well for sea kayaking, and the rest I learned from
experience. I practiced as much as I
could, focusing on rolling, bracing, and paddling strokes. I did learn a lot from my paddling partners,
NSSKA, and pushing myself a little each new trip. Early on I took two Coast Guard Auxiliary
courses, Fundamentals of Boating and Advanced Coastal Navigation, which helped
me immensely. I read a lot! I practiced
surfing in to shore and paddling out through surf until I got it figured out.
I used a wetsuit for many years until good Gore-Tex drysuits began to be
available. They were definitely more
comfortable, warmer, and safer. My
camping experience also continued to develop over the years. Water filtration systems, Hennessey Hammocks,
food bear hangs, GPS, and other ideas crept into my kit. I have always considered my best skill were
in route planning, navigation, bear avoidance, camping, bracing to stay
upright, and good common sense.
What I’ve Learned from adventure kayaking and Associated Thoughts
Paddle and practice as often as you can.
Experience is gained by paddling, and better decision making will result
from experiences. Muscle memory is
developed through practice which will serve you well in an emergency or when
you are under stress.
Bears are less
likely to approach a campsite occupied by a group than a solo campsite. They will tend to focus on spawning streams
and leave you alone elsewhere. They also
like old growth forest or clearcut areas because movement through these areas
is easier and preferred foods are more available. The areas that they least visit are
100–200-year-old regrowth, since it is hard to move through and has little to
offer in the way of food that they like.
Hammocks work well
in these forests, and they are also have lower-impact on the environment than
tents. I prefer Hennessey Safari XXL
Hammocks with their larger tarp, and I bring a small ground cloth that I can
stand or sit on while changing clothes, cooking, or organizing gear.
Find a good tarp
with catenary cut seams and pitch it first at each campsite. Gear can be put under it to stay dry while
you are setting up camp, and you can stay dry changing clothes, organizing, or
just resting. I always pack it last for
the same reason. Your group will
appreciate the dry area for cooking and socializing too.
Carry batteries in multiple dry containers. Once a hairline crack in a Pelican box
flooded all of my batteries, and I had no electronics for the remainder of the
trip.
My mantras have been “paddle, paddle, paddle” and “when in doubt, don’t
go out”.






