Delaware River Rafting

Most of my paddling is what can be called “flatwater” kayaking. I put my boat in the water someplace, paddle for a while, turn around, and then get off the water in the same place I launched. It’s not that the water doesn’t move, just that there’s no overwhelming, one-way current that prevents me from returning to where I started. Even when I get on the waves with my surf kayak, I can return to my parking spot. Where I put in is where I need to take out.

Barryville base

Whitewater boaters leave a vehicle where they plan to end up, then drive upriver to their launch point. Two vehicles and drivers opens all kinds of possibilities. My only experience with this was years ago when I brought my sit-on-top surf kayak on a Lake George vacation with me.

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Ski Season Calendar

The summer solstice is, by our thinking at NY Ski Blog, the farthest point from our season in the east. From this day forward we move closer to winter. We smile just a little bit wider as the days get shorter.

Eleven years ago, for the first time, we published a list of milestones on the longest day of the year, and it’s become a tradition to update it and feature it on the home page. This past year was obviously different.  In the first half of the season we had some excellent days before everything came crashing down due to you-know-what. We’re optimists at NYSkiBlog and as such we’re going to assume — for now — that normalcy will return this season or next.  As such we’re not going to make wholesale changes to the calender.

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Nyack Kayak and the Concrete Barge

It seems like anywhere I paddle around the metro area, I come across the remains of an abandoned boat. On the Rondout’s Creek in Kingston, in Piermont Marsh, the Middle Bay on Long Island, there’s always a long abandoned hulk, usually so old that the hull has been eaten to the water line. Sometimes all that’s left is an old V8 sticking out of the mud at low tide, watching the years go by as it slowly rusts to nothing.

One of the most baffling examples sits in the middle of “my zone” — the west shore of the Tappan Zee in Rockland County. Right in Nyack, yards away from the marina sits a deteriorating hunk of concrete in the unmistakable shape of a ship. I’ve always been intrigued by the wrecks I’ve encountered but this one fascinates me the most.

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