Cresting the swell as drops from the paddle blade draw spirals and knotwork where sea herd’s shoulders force through the narrows and turbulence and overfalls ferment the sea which bubbles and fizzes
Canoeing on champagne with fish leaping up from it, gulls planing down in a white double helix for fry, I ride the flood, past the Priest’s Nose and into the Bay!
here's one about sea canoeing.. which I do in an open canadian with a single bladed paddle: one of the most wonderful and exciting things know.. you feel so incredibly in touch with the environment! I hope this evokes that experiance!