Sep 12 2014

Photo Finish for September 12, 2014: Bringing Home the … Cabbage?

I’m not much of a gardener. A few tomato plants, a “volunteer” squash or two, some parsley… My efforts don’t add up to much. But that doesn’t mean I’m left entirely at the mercy of the HyperMart. There are several real gardeners living along the rural byways that I frequent, and most of them have roadside stands. Here’s a sample of what they have to offer:

A Lot of Soup

Quite a beauty, eh? And it wasn’t my only find: I had several varieties of tomatoes to choose from, along with green beans, cucumbers, bell peppers, and zucchini. By the time I was done filling my panniers, I’d added about 15 pounds to my rolling weight. And those additions to my larder couldn’t have been fresher. They’d been picked just a few hours before I claimed them.

Did I have to pay a premium for this bounty? Not at all. Five bucks settled the bill in full. That and an hour spent in the saddle, most of it climbing, No matter. The climb just put an edge on my appetite.

Produce Run

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Sep 11 2014

A Bad Day on the Rivière Inconnu: From Bad to Worse

No sane canoeist or kayaker goes in search of trouble, but bad days happen even to good paddlers. Last week, I described how a couple of experienced canoeists came to grief while lining their loaded boat, a no‑nonsense Royalex Mad River Explorer, down a tricky drop on the Rivière Inconnu in northern Québec. Bertha and Harry were part of a larger group — a group that included Farwell and me — and when we left the unlucky couple at the end of the previous article, they were standing on the riverbank looking at their canoe, which was now entwined around a mid‑river rock in a seemingly permanent embrace.

Something had to be done. But what? One thing was obvious, though: There wasn’t a moment to be lost.… Read more…

Three Men NOT in a Boat

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Sep 09 2014

The Third Season Revisited: Worst of Times?

Last week I sung the praises of fall paddling in the northern hemisphere. They’re worth repeating. Silence and solitude. The woods aflame with color. Unparalleled opportunities to observe wildlife and waterfowl. This week, however, I’ll look at the other side of the coin. There are perils as well as pleasures to be found in the autumn woods. None of these should discourage canoeists and kayakers from venturing forth after Labor Day, of course, but the prudent paddler always heeds the well-known Scout motto: “Be Prepared!”… Read more…

Storm's Broken

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