On Receiving Feedback

In the immortal words of Butthole Surfers’ Pepper, “you never know just how you look through other people’s eyes.”

 

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Book Excerpt: The Thrill of Whitewater Canoeing

The portage appeared as we paddled around the pink granite bend, the trailhead shimmering like a mirage in the haze of an August morning. The French River had reached a pinch point, narrowing into Big Pine Rapids. Its volume which had lazily carried us over the last kilometer now poured over rock ledges, rushed around boulders carved smooth from thousands of years of erosion, formed frothy wave trains like the log flume ride at amusement parks. It hurried to the next bay downstream where it sighed relief, slowed its pace, and meandered through the granite and white pines of the Canadian Shield. + Read More

Book Excerpt: Swiftwater Rescue Failure

I stood near the eddy in a faded mauve and blue wetsuit, shifting my weight left, right, left, right, toying with the Velcro tabs that encased me in smelly neoprene. How many people had worn this wetsuit before me, marked with a bold white 25 on the thigh? How many trips down the river in a blue and yellow raft had it made before I wriggled into it? How many leaps off the four-storey rock wall and into the swift current beneath? I didn’t want to know how many times someone had peed in it when he thought no one was looking. + Read More

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