Awhile ago Shutzie started a similar thread and he got some great phylisophical responses. As complaints about where this forum has gone grow, I have gotten to wonder who really uses this site.
Are you asking why we boat or why we use this site?
My answers to both:
The river has always been one of my favorite places in the world... particularly the Yampa. I can remember when I was a little girl my dad would take me out into the current and show me how to cross the river safely. He'd explain what to do if I got swept away... I can remember how thrilling it was as a 60 lb girl in the current, it was so powerful.
As I got a little bigger my best friend and I would afro-engineer an empty ice cream bucket with sandwiches and snacks to our tractor tire inner tube and cruise the river together- always a true adventure for two little girls, even on the flat water run through Craig. We'd bomb through that little diversion dam (the only rapid) over and over and over until smiles were permanently plastered to our sun-burned faces
Then I moved to Steamboat and in the spring runoff we'd run a raft down the heavy water. We even did a night run once with nothing but a mag lite and a head lamp, and a pack of PBR, wearing cotton sweatshirts and jeans... probably not one of my finer moments...
In the past few years I've been turned onto kayaking... some days it's all I can think about... I have dreams about it... big water and deep strokes, bombing through big holes resulting in awesome facials. My boyfriend often wakes up to me mumbling (or shouting) some obscure statement about kayaking.
This summer has easily been the best of my life. I've pushed my limits and I've learned so much, my skills have improved exponentially. I've never really been athletic, this is the first sport that has truly peaked my interest...
At this point there's nothing better to me and no place I'd rather be than in my boat on the river. It just feels so good. I've been places that just can't be reached safely any other way than a boat (or private property if you're ballsy). I've paddled through some pretty gnarly waves by my standards (I'm still only comfortable in class III) and survived. I've only swam three times this season (in really silly places), which is pretty good because I've been on the river A LOT! :mrgreen:
Maybe it's conceited to say, but I am damn proud of myself! This stuff is tricky and risky and mentally taxing, but so so so so so very worth it. Very few moments compare to the end of a successful run down the river. So many good feelings and thoughts on the river... memories of my dad, life changes, the beauty of the world, the insane power of water and the amazing treasures it has carved through history, over coming fear and using it to channel my inner kayak ninja ("you're a ninja, you're a ninja, paddle like a ninja")...
Now, why I use this site:
Because all I think about all day every day, even when I'm thinking about other shit, is kayaking... river... kayaking... river... AHHHHH!
And I have a boring 9-5 job where I ultimately end up having far too much free time on my hands...
So, uh, what's your story?
Not only do I over-inform from time to time, I'm also incredibly politically incorrect and inappropriate from time to time. Odd that out of that entire post those were the two words that made an impact. Sorry, it was poor word choice, and I didn't mean to offend anyone.... I did after all grow up in Craig, 'Merica.Afro Engineer????
I think that wherever I lived, I'd have a boat of some kind. I spent the better part of a summer on Cape Cod for a project once, and reconnected with an old ski bum buddy living in Woods Hole who was working building beautiful wooden sailboats and refurbishing his own fixer-upper. He'd loan me his dory to row around in the harbor after work and got me into the water rat community while I was there. I felt right at home just like I do sitting around camp with a bunch of folks I've known for years, or the folks I've just connected with for a random last-minute trip on MB....Why is almost every robust healthy boy with a robust healthy soul in him, at some time or other crazy to go to sea? Why upon your first voyage as a passenger, did you yourself feel such a mystical vibration, when first told that you and your ship were now out of sight of land? Why did the old Persians hold the sea holy? Why did the Greeks give it a separate deity, and own brother of Jove? Surely all this is not without meaning. And still deeper the meaning of that story of Narcissus, who because he could not grasp the tormenting, mild image he saw in the fountain, plunged into it and was drowned. But that same image, we ourselves see in all rivers and oceans. It is the image of the ungraspable phantom of life; and this is the key to it all.
Herman Melville, Moby Dick
Why buzz? To learn from others and meet people with similar interests.
HAHAHA! What a great image! Thanks for that. So anonymity on the internet has a tendency to bring out the worst in people... add that to the already over inflated ego of your stander boater personality & voila! Yeah... the buzz can be a pretty vile place... but it can also be very informative, as well as highly entertaining! I have learned to not take anything personally on here...At the root of this thread is my distaste for complaints about what this site used to be and how if you're not running huge water you're a waste of time. There's so much ego on this site it's depressing. Don't get me wrong I still post here because there are some great folks here and I've learned a ton, but sometimes I think the shit talkers are 12 yo pimple face punks sitting in their basement. Gotta be the gnar, nothing else...it's just a lame perspective in my opinion. So I guess I was looking for a place to vent or validation...