Oars, Outboards, and Early Mornings

We share the river with herons, beavers, and all manner of wild critters.
We share the river with herons, beavers, and all manner of wild critters.

I mentioned to some friends today that this morning’s training on the Kaw was one of those glorious moments you receive as a reward for your commitment to the rowing life. Not a victory celebration necessarily, but a sublime moment of “rightness.”

A moment of calm in a world that seems to crave madness.

It was cold. 32º.

The water was like glass waiting to be cut. There was a fine mist rising from the surface of the river as the sun began to join us, peeking over the levee. I saw three Great Blue Herons fishing along the banks as we traversed the shoreline, working on our catches.

The sport is full of moments like this. They don’t come to you because you are rowing well, they come to you because you are simply…rowing.


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