Five years ago I never would have envisioned myself in a kayak. As a kid growing up on a farm, I pictured an Eskimo in a primitive a sealskin boat. He might have been paddling through icy seas with a spear, hunting for seals with a primitive line and hook that had been passed down from generation to generation.
It was about five years ago that my son Josh purchased a kayak. Not the sit in kind, but something called a sit-on-top kayak. I pictured a craft that had to be uncomfortable and tippy. I was oh so wrong on both counts! I was a canoe man and there was no way I was going to give up canoeing. Wrong again!
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