Kaz has roped me into trying this 'yaking lark. She's got one of those short, funKayaks. I've borrowed an old "normal" looking Kayak.
I thought it would be easy...
Kaz is like a serene swan gliding up the river.
I'm thrashing around in white water and foam behind her, deperately trying to keep up. Every 50ft I manage to put the boat into a spin!! Can't keep the damn thing in a straight line...
Anyway, an hour later Karen has paddled about 6 miles with not a bead of sweat on her brow, and I've paddled about 36 miles and absolutley cream crackered.
Think I'll try strapping my little 4hp on the back next time.
(We were on the Stour at Spetisbury this afternoon. Rain had stopped at it was glorious. Kingfishers, Ibis, Swans, Buzzards. If only I had the strength to look around)
BF