I was first introduced to kayaking in the late nineties. Kayaking was really hitting the extreme sports market and, like climbing, skiing, and mountain biking, it was something that challenged those who loved the outdoors to seek a new way to experience it.
I was a teenager and I had a car. My friend Toby had kayaks, but he had no car. Like a youthful symbiotic relationship, we loaded kayaks onto my vehicle and headed out to attend one of the winter rolling sessions that are common all across the U.S. if you live anywhere from five to seven hours away from any potential moving water.
WATER TORTURE
The air was chilly outside as we pulled into the community center that evening, with a warm pool inside waiting for us. Upon our arrival, I was unaware of the unique experience into which I had just walked.
We loaded our equipment onto the pool deck, got changed, wiggled into our boats, and found ourselves floating...
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