1 week ago
Friday, September 16, 2011
In a trance
I find it interesting how conversation stops when we do crossings.
When we handrail and take our time to explore or when we first get underway there's always conversation with paddle mates to catch up on news or just marvel at the excellent day.
Crossings seem to be a different experience. I get into a rhythm and slip into my own world as we silently paddle as a group towards a distant objective. As the blade cuts through the water it becomes hypnotic and I enter a trance like state where there are no problems, deadlines or commitments. Its a high, all without a prescription.
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