Saturday, April 07, 2012

"Good"ness, in this Good Friday...

The backdrop to our "moving meditations".
These are the waters we most often paddle...and so deeply cherish. Our narrow boats feel comfortable on the rolling surface of the deep blue, with the snow-capped coastal range of Western Canada, and the depth of infinite sky serving as a back drop to our moving meditations. Every time we paddle here, off the sandstone shores of a small Gulf Island that in the days to come will become our home, we are reminded of the delicacy of this fragile, island planet...and the fragility of life itself.

There would be no paddling today. In my vocation, as a parish minister, I am called to focus on other matters. In our faith tradition, it is Good Friday, a day for contemplation and understanding. Today, we found our lives woven forever into the fabric of the lives of a young mother and her two beautiful children. They came to us, in need of gifts of warmth and compassion...and acceptance. They knew they would find those gifts at our parish home, for it is known far and wide as a "safe harbour" for all. Those gifts were given, by so many, with so much love.

Today was not a day to paddle...but it was a day to affirm the goodness of humankind.

For me, that is even better, than even the very best day on the water.

May peace be with you,

Duncan.

Wednesday, April 04, 2012

A Greenland paddle, the Rule of Twelfths, and a prohibition on power tools...

Our two "home offices" - both perform superbly on the ocean.
Power tools:

So let's begin with the power tools. I am absolutely in awe (truly, in awe!) of you folks out there who can, with your own hands, build such things as decks, cabinets, spare rooms, and skin-on-frame (SOF) kayaks. To me, that stuff is rocket science. In terms of the "order of complexity", it would be tantamount to being asked by NASA to figure out an outbound trajectory, through an incoming meteor shower, for a mission to Mars. It may be a left brain / right brain thing. But that's probably being a little optimistic.

And even if I did agree to read the instructions or the owner's manuals, Joan remains cautious about allowing me the use of certain power tools. It probably goes back to an incident, years ago, when we were living on the military base in Cold Lake. I wanted, for Christmas, nothing more than a wood router. Well, Christmas Day came, my morning pastoral duties concluded, there it was, under the tree - a brand new router and router table. My son (six years old at the time) and I were both overjoyed, thinking about all the creative things we would do together with this high speed rotary cutting tool. Well, nobody actually got hurt, but on the day after Boxing Day, it was returned to the store.

Many years later, in our present location, I decided to make some baseboards. Always supportive of my attempts at DIY projects, Joan went to a local hardware and brought home a simple mitre saw and a wooden mitre box. Hiding, as best as I could, my disappointment that it was hand-powered, I set about to add style and value to our new home with some custom made baseboard. After seeing a significant number of inaccurately cut pieces of wood go flying out of the garage onto the driveway and hearing language coming from me that apparently surprised her, she suggested I call a friend for logistical, technical, and moral support. I did as I was told and the job was completed without further angst.

Strangely, I am permitted my Stihl chain saw - but I am required to wear protective helmet, eye protection, and bright orange, Kevlar leg protectors. I actually look rather smashing.

So, it's difficult to engage in construction projects with such limited abilities (and under such close supervision)...BUT, I do understand the Rule of Twelfths.

The Rule of Twelfths:



We both just completed the five week Seamanship and Trip Planning Course in Nanaimo - weather, tides and currents, navigation, and chart reading. It was challenging but a great deal of fun and Jan Kretz of Adventuress Sea Kayaking is a top notch instructor.

In planning and taking others out on safe, multi-day trips, there can be a little math involved - but it was all made understandable. As sea kayakers, it is helpful to know accurately the height of the tide, as it rises and falls, in any given place. The Rule of Twelfths enables the paddler to make an estimate of the timings of tidal heights before or after the predicted low or high tide - clearly very important for the purposes of navigation, route planning...and camping on remote beaches.

And it certainly made a lot more sense than the router manual.

The Greenland paddle:

One of the cool things about the course was meeting other sea kayaking enthusiasts from around the Island, one of which was Randy, a local Greenland paddle maker. Yep, now have one - made of beautiful red cedar from Malcolm Island. Twenty-five years ago, when we owned a Nautiraid, expedition folding kayak, we used Greenland paddles and loved them. Can't wait to get this new "stick" in the water, hopefully in a few days.

Waiting...patiently, sort of.
From my "home office" to yours.

Duncan.

Sunday, April 01, 2012

Caballo Blanco, adios y que le vaya muy bien!

I just want to live a healthy life, live and love. 
To do what I can with whatever I am blessed with. 
I have no material goals of being wealthy. 
I feel I am already wealthy in the ways I care about.
- Micah True (Caballo Blanco)

Run free, Caballo...just run free, as you always did.
We never knew ultra-marathoner Caballo Blanco, but we met and spent some precious time with a dear friend of his, Barefoot Ted McDonald. Our closest encounter with the "White Horse" was in Christopher McDougall's book, "Born to Run". It is a moving story of an epic, true life adventure. Caballo Blanco, whose "real" name was Micah True, has inspired countless millions with his heart, his running, and his commitment to his beloved Tarahumara people in Mexico's remote and deadly Copper Canyons.

Four days ago, Caballo went for a trail run in New Mexico's rugged Gila National Forest. He never returned. His body was found today. He will be more than missed.

In January, Micah True wrote the following words on his Facebook page:

"If I were to be remembered for anything at all, I would want that to be that I am / was authentic. No Mas. Run Free!"

Caballo, you were more than authentic.

Godspeed...and run free.

Duncan.