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A recent conversation about “gunwale thumpers”, folks who somehow maddeningly manage to clonk the hull or gunwale on almost every stroke, reminded me of group trips past and demonstrations of awkward novice paddling “technique”.
And of a trip I did with my favorite bro-in-law and his wife. A delightfully gentle daytrip, I put her in a pack canoe with a nice wood double blade.
She wasn’t swish-CLUNK-swish-CLONK gunwale thumping, and I did not realize it while we were paddling, but she was dragging the shaft along the outwale with every stroke. Methinks I should have better demonstrated how to use a double blade.
In the course of a couple hours trip she wore through the varnish and well into the wood along large portions of the shaft. Just chewed it all to hell.
Even that wasn’t as unnerving as swish-CLUNK-swish-CLONK, and it was probably easier to repair that paddle shaft than to restore my sanity after a gunwale thumping drum circle.
Swish-CLUNK-swish-CLONK in a Grumman? The horror, the horror. . . . .
Other favorites – folks holding bent shafts backwards, or elliptical blades upside down.
Not to mention the quintessential “both hands wrapped around the shaft” technique occasionally seen in drug advertisements on television. I wouldn’t even mind that as much if they would use a decent canoe as a prop.
Of course when I first started paddling I knew everything there was to know. It’s amazing how much less I know I know now.
And of a trip I did with my favorite bro-in-law and his wife. A delightfully gentle daytrip, I put her in a pack canoe with a nice wood double blade.
She wasn’t swish-CLUNK-swish-CLONK gunwale thumping, and I did not realize it while we were paddling, but she was dragging the shaft along the outwale with every stroke. Methinks I should have better demonstrated how to use a double blade.
In the course of a couple hours trip she wore through the varnish and well into the wood along large portions of the shaft. Just chewed it all to hell.
Even that wasn’t as unnerving as swish-CLUNK-swish-CLONK, and it was probably easier to repair that paddle shaft than to restore my sanity after a gunwale thumping drum circle.
Swish-CLUNK-swish-CLONK in a Grumman? The horror, the horror. . . . .
Other favorites – folks holding bent shafts backwards, or elliptical blades upside down.
Not to mention the quintessential “both hands wrapped around the shaft” technique occasionally seen in drug advertisements on television. I wouldn’t even mind that as much if they would use a decent canoe as a prop.
Of course when I first started paddling I knew everything there was to know. It’s amazing how much less I know I know now.