Saturday, December 30th, 2006. The Illuminati.
To celebrate riddance of my cold, I took advantage of a glorious winter day, launching from the shore. By the cliffs I met two gentry club mates who after trying the Nordkapp Rm, went through a paddling epiphany, reaching in sudden, spiritual flashes the perception of the essence of paddle sport.
Both of them found it fast, stable, manoeuvrable and very comfortable. They added responsive and beautiful to the list of attributes. It pleased me to observe these gentle creatures elevated by the Nordkapp, beyond their confusion and past corrupted paddling habits.
Due to an almost imperceptible drop of the neap tide, one of my friends, found a small cave hidden behind a fissure in the cliffs that could house inside three kayaks. The walls are very slanted on the southern side but the opposite end is tall enough to avoid the lift of small swells. My assumption is that there might be six feet of water to the sand in the seabed.
I practiced cross bow jabs for breakfast, and accomplished the edge change that Gordon advises in his book for some low volume kayaks. I had indeed noticed how the stern skidded when I tilted the boat to the outside of a turn. As I had read, the motion could be heard as a gurgling sound from the rear. Something that I had never paid attention to.
Edging into the turn at the start of the sweep and transferring the edge to the outside as the bow started to come around, had in fact, the instantaneous effect of releasing the rear end of the keel. Swift, sliding turns.
The book of revelations.













Reader Comments (5)
Best Wishes for the New Year. Keep your paddle in the water, roll into the waves...
The Nordkpapp Rm is a sheer delight to ride. In a week I shall try the beautiful fiberglass one that I keep wrapped in the basement!