So much to write, so little time……
I put up a mini post about the kayaking and camping trip while we were still on vacation, but I wanted to give you more details….so here goes!!!
We started our kayaking adventure at the LL Bean Outdoor Discovery School at 8:00 am on our 22nd wedding anniversary. My idea of celebrating does not include getting up early, but for kayaking I made an exception!!!
Although we had no idea what to expect, we were so excited to finally be there and so ready to set out on this journey. We met up with our guides and our group in a conference room in the Outdoor Discovery School. The school itself looks like a lodge and is quite welcoming so being in their conference room was nothing like being in one at work!
Our guides, Kevin and Bob, were so organized and put us all at ease. There were 10 people in our group, including Jeff and me. There was one other couple, two sisters and the rest were singles – a great mix. Luckily our group had an even number of people because we learned we would be travelling by tandem kayak.
As soon as I heard the words “tandem kayak” I broke out in a sweat. Shortly after those words were uttered, we were asked to introduce ourselves, sharing our name, what we hoped to get out of the weekend and if we’d ever kayaked before. When it was my turn, I said something like:
“Hi. My name is Jan. I’ve been kayaking for about 12 years and I hope to still be married at the end of the trip.”
Of course, that got everyone’s attention and I went on to explain that 12 years ago, when Jeff and I first began kayaking, we rented a tandem kayak. We got it into the water, situated ourselves and began paddling. We then proceeded to spend three hours going in a circle and cursing at one another. That day we vowed – for the health and longevity of our marriage – to never get in a tandem kayak together again!!!! Oh, but God has an amazing sense of humor!!!
When it was Jeff’s turn to introduce himself, he told everyone that we were celebrating our 22nd anniversary and reinforced what I had shared by saying that we’d made it this far because we had honored our promise to never again get in a tandem kayak!
Our guides were not swayed by the idea that our marriage was in jeopardy. They still moved us forward with the tandem kayak.
The next bomb they dropped on us was that each person would have two dry-bags in which to carry their belongings for the entire trip. If it didn’t fit in the dry-bag, it stayed in the car. Seriously? I thought, “I cannot pack for three days and two nights in two tiny bags – it just cannot be done!” After they dropped the bomb, they passed out the bags and sent us to our cars to rethink what we needed to take with us. One salvation was that if we had wine or beer to bring it would be taken by boat (not our kayaks) to the island on which we would be camping. The wine and/or beer would not have to occupy any precious real estate in our dry-bags. That made things slightly better, but I was still worried about what I would have to leave behind.
In the end, it seems I worried for nothing. I was able to fit my toothbrush and other toiletries (a few – not the usual makeup, essential oils, hair products, etc.), pajamas, clothes for 3 days of kayaking, clothes for at the camp site, a pair of camp shoes, and a raincoat into the two dry-bags with a little room for air!
Having a little extra time, we made a quick run to the closest grocery store for a bottle of wine and some beer. When we got back from that run, we packed our lunch for day 1 from the array of lunch items LL Bean provided. We each made a sandwich and packed some other snack goodies. We filled our water bottles, slathered ourselves with sunscreen, and headed downstairs where we were given our paddles and life jackets.
Then we had a few minutes of paddling instruction and stretching and we were headed for the dock by about 10:00 am. We were assigned boats, stowed our gear, received some instruction and were launched by 10:30. Then the fun began.
The day was a windy one so there were waves on the bay that made for challenging paddling in some spots, but I was loving being on the water with the salty wind in my face and the sun on my shoulders.
What I wasn’t exactly loving was sharing a boat. You see, for 12 years I’ve been paddling solo. That means I know exactly which way my boat is going to go when I make a stroke with my paddle. I know how to turn, how to stop and how to adjust course for myself. But God clearly had other plans for me.
Throughout the weekend He revealed to me that in 12 years I’d learned a lot about kayaking, but I hadn’t learned squat about cooperation!!!! A lesson, really? I wanted to have a relaxing weekend. But God knows that what I need is infinitely more important than what I want. So He continued to whisper to me throughout the trip. Each time I got frustrated because we weren’t going the way I wanted to go, He reminded me that kayaking is like marriage. He showed me through paddling that without communication we can veer quickly and far off course. He showed me that being a part of a team – a real team that is working together, not working at cross-purposes – would build a stronger, healthier marriage. He reminded me that I cannot fix everything by myself – that I had to rely on Jeff to steer us, even when I didn’t want to submit to Jeff’s way. Oh, He is an awesome God!
Now I don’t know if I was the only one of the group having these revelations. And truthfully it doesn’t matter. I’m glad I was having them. Clearly I needed and still need them. And the trip was the perfect time to hear from God because I wasn’t so distracted by a million things – I was really listening!
One of the very best parts of the trip for me was having no access to technology. Oh, I know we say we’re going to unplug – we go on Facebook fasts – but we still have television and kindles and cell phones,etc. On this trip I had no phone (at least while we were paddling – when we were at camp I turned my phone on once a day to snap some pictures), no television, no radio, nothing electronic to mess with my reception. There were no distractions between God and me. And what a blessing that was because I was able and willing to simply listen!
On the first day we stopped for lunch around noon and then paddled for about 3 more hours. We arrived at “our island” around 3:30, set up our tents and other gear, chatted with our group members, were given a lesson on the “bathroom” and were treated to a fantastic dinner.
The menu – lobster or steak, fresh corn on the cob and salad. We were all starving and it seemed like the meal went so quickly, but not without many ooh’s and ahh’s and mmm’s. After dinner, several of the group members worked together to do the dishes camping style – in three buckets of boiled water – one with soap, one to rinse and one with bleach for a final rinse. By the time the dishes were all done and put away dusk was beginning to settle over our little island. Bob invited us all to the beach (a small sandy area that grew or shrank depending on the tide) for brownies that he had baked in a cast-iron Dutch oven. And not only did he have brownies, but he also had whipped cream. I’ll tell you, LL Bean doesn’t miss anything (except bathrooms with running water)!!!!
We all turned in early with the promise that we would have a leisurely breakfast before setting out for another wonderful day on the water. Unfortunately, turning in early did not mean I slept. Although it wasn’t hot out, it was moist and I’m an air conditioning girl all the way. Not only that, but Jeff was sleeping so soundly that he was snoring – snoring so much, in fact, that I was glad we had chosen to set our tent up on the opposite side of the island from the majority of our group. Needless to say I was a little cranky in the morning.
But, the coffee flowed freely and that helped make up for my lack of sleep. Kevin made pancakes and Bob made sausages, fresh fruit was served and soon we were cleaning up the dishes from breakfast and packing our lunches for another day of adventuring. We were instructed to use the “bathroom” one last time and to pack up what we needed for a day on the water. Next thing we knew we were in our boats again and I was feeling incredibly free. No schedule, no to-do list, no agenda…..ahhhhhhh! We paddled and enjoyed the scenery, including some really cute seals (which Kevin described as resembling yellow labs without ears – and he was right) in the water! We paddled for a few hours and then stopped for lunch, where we stretched our legs, sunned ourselves on the rocks and filled our bellies so that we’d be ready for several more hours of paddling.
If you’ve never been kayaking, you should give it a try. It’s a great way to see the sights. It’s different from being on a boat because you are really, really close to the water level – so you have a unique vantage point to take in what is around you. And you can get into small spaces that many boats cannot go.
Kevin and Bob enhanced the trip with their knowledge of Casco Bay, its islands and the native wildlife. They shared many interesting factoids with us and kept the group together and moving forward – no easy job, I assure you. Our group had new paddlers and veteran paddlers, young folks and older folks, in-shape folks and not-so-in-shape folks. It had rule-followers and those of us (myself included) who view rules as arbitrary guidelines that apply to other people. But, everyone was respectful of one another and of our guides and we all did our best to overcome our challenges to stay together as a loose unit.
Several hours later we returned to camp for some R&R. After a sleepless night, I was ready for the first R and was grateful that we had some free time before dinner – I used mine to change out of my salty clothes, into some clean camp clothes and to have a nap. I didn’t sleep long, but I sure slept hard. Then Jeff and I took a little walk around Gosling Island (it’s a little island). And by the time dinner rolled around I was refreshed and hungry.
Dinner on night two was chicken fajitas with all the fixin’s. There’s something about spending time on the water that makes everything taste great – and it certainly didn’t hurt that Bob and Kevin have some mad skills when it comes to camp cooking. Dinner was followed by dish duty and conversation with our fellow campers. Then we had our evening treat – gingerbread from the cast-iron Dutch oven and I should tell you that I am a sucker for gingerbread. Although I don’t have it often, when I do I think of fall and chilly weather and sweatshirts. From now on I’ll also think of kayaking and beautiful sunsets!!!
After we had our treat I browsed through the “library” – a plastic tote containing a few books – and picked out a book called Into the Wild. Unfortunately I got sucked into the book but didn’t have enough time to finish it before the end of the trip so now it’s on my library list!!!
Knowing that morning was coming more quickly than I would like, I turned off my headlamp, put in my earplugs (thankfully I remembered they were packed in the dry-bag) and actually slept!!!! This may fall under the heading of Too Much Information, but getting up in the middle of the night for a bathroom break is a whole new thing when you do it in the woods with no actual bathroom!!!! Enough said!
Morning 3 = made to order omelets! I was the last one up, but thankfully there was still coffee!!! Breakfast was delish and not only fortified us for a day on the water, but also for breaking down camp. Whoever designs the bags that sleeping bags and sleeping pads and tents come in has a great sense of humor – and apparently some high level degrees in engineering. I had been worried about setting the tent up, but that turned out to be a breeze. What I should have been worried about was getting it back into the bag. If this turns out to be something we do again, I’ll have to take a course in re-packaging – which incidentally I could use at work too for getting small appliances back into their original boxes!!!!
With camp tidied up, all our belongings and our lunches packed, and our bellies full we headed out for the last day of kayaking. I have to tell you I was a little sad. I was looking forward to the day on the water but I didn’t want the trip to end. Oh yes, I really wanted a shower! And yes, I was soooo looking forward to indoor plumbing. But I wanted to spend more time on the bay exploring the islands and seeing the sights.
We enjoyed our last day immensely. And, as if by magic, Jeff and I seemed to be really in sync when it came to paddling – apparently we could conquer the tandem kayak. If Glenda the Good Witch had been there, she’d have told us “you’ve always had the power.”
As we paddled I thought about the lessons I’d learned on the journey. God had spoken to me about marriage and cooperation and submission. Good lessons to be sure. I also thought about how the first day I was paddling so hard – trying to get the tandem boat to do what I wanted it to – that my shoulders were sore after about the first 30 minutes. I was reminded of a weekend hiking /camping trip I’d taken several years ago on the Appalachian Trail when I hiked so hard for the first 30 minutes that I got dizzy and had to sit down, then when I started up again I had to continue to remind myself that I didn’t have to do the whole hike in one step. The third day of kayaking I was reminded that I didn’t have to cross the entire bay with one stroke. I have a tendency to take on challenges with this mindset – finish the whole thing immediately, do it all NOW….but most of the fun is in the journey so I need to enjoy sitting back and seeing the sights, I need to pace myself so that I have stamina to finish and I need to set smaller, more realistic goals so that I don’t burn out before the end of the adventure!
No matter how badly we wanted to shower, we were so sorry for our trip to end. When we arrived back at LL Bean, we unpacked our boats, cared for our equipment, made a beeline for the indoor plumbing, said our goodbyes and hit the road. Parting IS such sweet sorrow!
This past week I was asked, “what was the highlight of your summer?” Far and away, the 3-day, 2-night kayak/camping trip on the Casco Bay through LL Bean’s Outdoor Discovery School was the highlight of my summer!!!
What was the highlight of yours?
(Just a note – Jeff and I each used our cell phones to take pictures and we shared our little camera, so I cannot tell you with any certainty who took which pictures!!!!)
Some snaps of the trip: