Kayaking in Nehalem River
I want to recount about my first kayaking experience that I had on the North Coast of Oregon. I need to stress that I come from Michigan which has some of the longest freshwater coastline in United States, but throughout my life, I have never ‘interacted’ with water. Literally, I mean that before Oregon, I had never had any experiences with outdoor waters, safe for the little showers that come every spring and give ‘poor’ kids like I the opportunity to play hide and seek whilst it is still raining.
Partly my blame for the lack of any experience can be attributed to my domineering father, who insisted that all he got was to enable us get ‘good education’ and thus all the free time that we had even during holidays was to be spared on books; yeah that the life of any authoritarian and I had to live by the code. Otherwise, any who objected to that way of living was deemed ‘weak and doomed to fail’. That’s my lovely dad.
I don’t refute the fact that he hardly earned enough to take us for a vacation at least in the nearby waters surrounding us like other parents did for their kids, but the old geezers prejudged that as a precious waste of time and money and never had time for that. As a matter of fact, he highly discouraged us to be anywhere near those regions, and any of my siblings who dared cross his line of authority and plans was dearly – mercilessly should be the word – punished.
It Takes Heart to Appreciate the Beauty of Nature
Therefore, by the age of 16 I never knew how to swim; not even in a bathtub. We were all confined to our washroom for any water experiences and I admit that we kinda liked it. It was all that was there for us and the best way to derive glory from it was to appreciate the way of life that was thrown at our faces.
Fast forward to my college life, I was in second year when my friends and I decided to visit Oregon during our summer vacation. It was a vacation that I had really looked forward too and ensured that I had saved enough to serve our projected budget and still be left with some cash for some luxuries and damaged that we never foresaw. We had decided to go to Nehalem Bay, Oregon as a group of six. Two in the team hailed form there and were core in coordinating the vacation schedule. The rest of us and never been to Oregon.
So there we are at Nehalem Bay and I want to try my first kayaking experience. I was nervous, very nervous. There was a tinge in me especially when I realized that I was to paddle in a two-person kayak with a fellow amateur friend with little or no experience just like me. I felt that very intimidating and wanted to protest. There was no way I was going to kayak for over half of the day with a bloke much novice as I was. There was no protocol to warrant that, period.
Paddling is one of the Best ways to Experience Nature
After much thought I decided to bring my considerations to my friends who were quick to agonize with me and reassure me that everything would be okay. They understood the fact that I couldn’t even swim but reassured me that the waters were still and there were minimal chances of ‘capsizing’. What really made me fearful was the fact that my kayak-partner seemed all comfortable and didn’t see any reason to panic, yet he too had zero-experience. He was striking me as a psychopath who cared little about life: it was as if he thought that there was more to life than living and never gave any thought about any mistake which would put our lives at stake.
I felt that my panicking was becoming an embarrassment since I was the only one complaining and decided to reserve my worries to myself and give the water experience a chance. Anyway, there was an assurance that we would all paddle as a group and be there for each other.
We were thoroughly inducted and off we hit the waters. I must agree that one of the best places to learn kayaking is the Nehalem Bay. We paddled along the river and went close to the Pacific. All along the way we shared stories and Talking Moose jokes while taking pictures of the bald eagles and the scenic beauty. It was all fun and by the time we reached the river’s North Fork I was an ‘expert kayaker’.
We safely returned after reaching that point, and I was kinda feeling stupid for the scene I had earlier created as I resisted kayaking with a novice like I. all in all, I I’m sure that they all understood my position, because nobody made fun of the incident later even as we went to prepare for the next day’s experiences.