{"id":487,"date":"1998-12-15T11:55:46","date_gmt":"1998-12-15T03:55:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.danwashburn.com\/sportinglife\/?p=487"},"modified":"2008-09-12T11:56:03","modified_gmt":"2008-09-12T03:56:03","slug":"kayaking-pirouetting-the-chattahoochee","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danwashburn.com\/sportinglife\/1998\/12\/15\/kayaking-pirouetting-the-chattahoochee\/","title":{"rendered":"Kayaking: Pirouetting the Chattahoochee"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>December 15, 1998 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d There was a moment during my 13-mile, four-hour kayaking excursion down the Chattahoochee River last week when I stopped paddling and lay back to take a rest.<\/p>\n<p>A single leaf fell from the river&#8217;s tree-lined banks.<\/p>\n<p>It lazily glided through the air, finally landing on the water, ready to begin its slow journey down the river.<\/p>\n<p>The leaf and I drifted along the very same current, at the very same deliberate pace.<\/p>\n<p>A large heron leisurely monitored the sky above us, it too enjoying the unusually warm December sun.<\/p>\n<p>There were no electrical wires in view.<\/p>\n<p>No sounds of automobiles within earshot.<\/p>\n<p>No signs that the world is quickly tumbling toward a new millennium.<\/p>\n<p>The landscape seemed untouched, idyllic.<\/p>\n<p>I mused that the area&#8217;s early inhabitants, hundreds of years ago, could have looked upon an identical scene from their canoes or rafts.<\/p>\n<p>And I wondered if their backs ached as much as mine did.<\/p>\n<p>I was three hours into my virgin kayaking odyssey and I concluded that paddling this 13-mile stretch of the Chattahoochee would be a laborious task regardless of the century the feat was attempted.<\/p>\n<p>My partners, Gary Gaines, 48, and Katherine Baer, 29, both of Gainesville, were now some distance ahead of me. They had more important things to do than wait on a journalist with a sore back.<\/p>\n<p>Katherine is Director of Headwaters Conservation for Upper Chattahoochee Riverkeeper, a nonprofit advocacy organization dedicated to protecting the Chattahoochee, its tributaries and watershed.<\/p>\n<p>The organization&#8217;s Gainesville headwaters office opened in 1996, and is responsible for the 1,036-square-mile stretch of the Chattahoochee from north of Helen to Lake Lanier.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s a lot of water to keep track of, and the five-person staff at the Gainesville office relies heavily upon local community groups and volunteers for help.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s where Gary comes in. An avid kayaker for more than 15 years, Gaines has been responsible for monitoring the 13-mile stretch of the Chattahoochee from Duncan Bridge to Lula Bridge since 1994. Twice a year he paddles the route, reporting problems such as funny odors, discolored water and erosion to Katherine.<\/p>\n<p>Thankfully, there is usually little to report from Gary&#8217;s beat. Unlike other heavily developed sections of the Chattahoochee to the north, road access along this particular stretch is sparse, keeping change to a minimum.<\/p>\n<p>There are many feathered and furry creatures along the way \u00e2\u20ac\u201d but no humans. The isolation can be peaceful. After a while, it can also get lonely.<\/p>\n<p>Beavers and geese don&#8217;t talk back to you. And if they start to, something is very wrong.<\/p>\n<p>For that reason, Gary invited Katherine and myself along for the trip.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m fairly sure Gary knew I had never kayaked before. If he didn&#8217;t, he was dead certain of the fact after a few moments on the water with me.<\/p>\n<p>I had a really hard time getting my kayak to go straight, which slowed me down considerably.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d be headed straight for a few strokes and then suddenly I would start turning sharply to the left. I paddled frantically to correct my path, but to no avail.<\/p>\n<p>I either had to stick my paddle in the water to my right and bring the kayak to a complete stop, or let the kayak do an entire 360-degree turn.<\/p>\n<p>This happened repeatedly.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Please go straight,&#8221; I pleaded to the piece of plastic beneath me. I wasn&#8217;t so kind in the hours following.<\/p>\n<p>Like beavers and geese, however, kayaks don&#8217;t respond \u00e2\u20ac\u201d in words or actions.<\/p>\n<p>The figures of Gary and Katherine became smaller and smaller ahead of me as the afternoon wore on.<\/p>\n<p>I blamed my crooked course on a bent rudder.<\/p>\n<p>Gary later informed me that the sit-on-top whitewater kayak I was using was rudderless.<\/p>\n<p>There were a few small whitewater sections that interrupted my pirouette down the Chattahoochee, and I was thankful for them.<\/p>\n<p>Anything that didn&#8217;t require heavy paddling was a blessing.<\/p>\n<p>For we were kayaking just two weeks before Christmas \u00e2\u20ac\u201d a blessing in itself, especially for a northerner \u00e2\u20ac\u201d and the river level was low, about a foot below normal, and the current slow.<\/p>\n<p>So when I wasn&#8217;t stuck on rocks, I was paddling hard \u00e2\u20ac\u201d probably twice as hard as I should have had to \u00e2\u20ac\u201d because &#8230; well, because of that darn crooked rudder.<\/p>\n<p>I guess we can call it a baptism by water.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>December 15, 1998 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d There was a moment during my 13-mile, four-hour kayaking excursion down the Chattahoochee River last week when I stopped paddling and lay back to take a rest. 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