by Colette Brown
Always from the shore, I watched my hubby, Jim Brown, paddle in his Red Sea Kayak, named Cardi-Yak Expedition, with Captain Daisy his hearing alert dog. It was inspiring and captivating for me!
After reviewing videos of his paddling adventures, I was always left with a hunger trail and a silent pull to join him. After a total right knee replacement surgery and recovery this spring, I was set to paddle side by side with my hubby, and best friend of 47 years. Destiny, however, would force me to paddle solo when Jim passed away. He had overcome heart disease, but fell to pancreatic cancer.
One promise my hubby had made this year was to be a featured paddler for Abilities in Motion (AIM), in their annual fund raising event, Hands Across The Water, in Earl Rowe Provincial Park, Alliston, Ontario. AIM provides adapted kayaking for differently abled persons. I wanted to fulfill Jim’s promise – but, I am a watcher not a doer, with no kayaking skills. My only minimal paddling experiences stemmed from my youth where I secretly built a make shift raft, to paddle down the Temagami River. In my teen years, I learned some canoeing skills at a girl guide camp. How was I going to live up to the promise and follow Jim’s paddle print?
After speaking to the founder of Abilities In Motion, Pauline Halstead, I offered my services to volunteer for the AIM organization, not realizing where that small step would lead me. I assisted with a fun filled day at Earl Rowe Provincial Park, helping differently abled persons enter adapted kayaks, hearing them squeal with excitement as they paddled away. I was hooked! There was a beginner course, with a group of children later in the day, an ORCKA Safe Kayaking Program. I took the plunge and joined in. Little did I know that after shore instruction every one of the students had to enter a kayak to learn paddle strokes on the water.
What a scary, funny experience this was, not knowing if my replaced new knee would help me squat enough to enter the kayak without tipping over! The laughter, innocence and encouragement from the four novice youth speared me to attempt a clumsy entry….the rest is history!
With my new skills, I proudly achieved my aim to replace Jim at the Hands Across the Water event and was a featured kayaker. I kayaked solo around the island circuit. With my new skills, I reconnected with Dave Corrigan, owner of the Harbourfront Canoe and Kayak Centre in Toronto. In previous years, Dave, or his staff, assisted me to carry Jim’s sea kayak to the ramp leading to Lake Ontario, where Jim would be assisted from his wheelchair to his sea kayak. My purpose was to express my gratitude and ask Dave, if as a novice, I could book a kayaking journey to be planned for my birthday in September. I wanted to experience Jim’s journey to the Toronto 13 Islands with the help of his most experienced kayaker instructor. Big first step: booking my paddle was my next big step since my Jim could not fulfill his promise to celebrate with me; I would go to his little piece of Heaven to commune with him.
A week later, I received an invite from a friend, Maria DeLuca, an experienced kayaker from Harbourfront, to go with her tandem kayaking for a social kayaking event with a group led by David Corrigan. Total panic! Total Fear! My finger typed “yes” and pressed send. I knew that my knee would let me squat to enter and I could paddle forward, backyard and stop and turn the kayak but my whole body and spirit trembled from head to toe.
My paddling journey with Maria, tandem kayaking within a group of 70 kayakers crossing from Harbourfront, was intense, exhilarating, and one of the best experiences in my 70 years. The lull of the waves, the thrill of dodging the water traffic crossing Lake Ontario to the Toronto Islands, seeing more wild life than my last trip camping in Algonquin Park.
At the water’s edge near one of the inhabited islands, just a few feet away from us, and perched above our heads in a tree, Maria and I watched a majestic Blue Heron take full flight in the evening colourful, sunset sky! This image is etched in me forever! The camaraderie, the chats with fellow kayakers, the scary ghost story shared about the abandoned Island Lighthouse… My Jim must have seen the ghost of the light house keeper, because rumour has it, anyone who sees him goes to the Afterlife!
After this two hour social paddle, the group crosses safely together back to the mainland, enjoying the scenic
highlights of the Toronto landscape. A BBQ awaits us! Awesome!
Meeting like-minded kayakers, forming new friendships, bonding and planning other kayaking adventures, I am now a member of the paddling community! Who knows, this novice kayaker may dream big as she experiences the paddling blues to paddle to the sea. I challenge every paddler in Canada to organize a paddling event to raise funds to help Abilities in Motion reach its AIM: Adapted Kayaking all across Canada, especially in this coming year of the 2015 plan/Para PanAmerican Games held in Toronto!
I hope you share my paddle blues to follow Jim’s paddling print. My paddle blues lives on as I bravely face life’s currents ahead! Many stand looking, saying “I’d love to do that but…..” Why not paddle on? Attempt a solo paddle from Harbourfront to the Islands… Then a Lake Huron run from Kincardine to the Point Clark Lighthouse… Maybe even enjoying a fish’s view in my kayak at Point Peele….Then launch my kayak at Sinclair Cove before I venture to the Sea!