Whitewater Canoeing and the Soul

On the river, you hear the danger before you see it . That loud white noise, the sound of a thousand toilets flushing, a buzzing in your brain so similar to the one before the trip, when you wondered if just maybe this was a bad idea.

You come around a bend and see the white froth on the horizon line of the river. Maybe this was a bad idea. You stand in the back of the canoe for a better view, discuss with your partner a route through the long, rocky, droppy, turbulent mess – hidden boulders...