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What Do Skiers Do Out of Season?
By Cash Jones
What do skiers do out of season? One option that has become popular is canoeing. Many years ago, in support of Adirondack tourism, a race from Long Lake Village to Tupper Lake was created. This was a one day, 55 mile route up Long Lake, down the Raquette River (including a 1.3 mile carry around the falls) and out onto Tupper Lake. Today, with some adjustments, this is Day2 of the three day Adirondack Canoe Classic (90 Miler), held every year on the second weekend in September; going from Old Forge to Saranac Lake.
Paul Lozier asked me to paddle the bow of his canoe in this event, and not knowing what I was getting into, I said that I would do it. He coached me on hydration and energy – water bottle, sugar candy, chocolate, banana and sandwich, all taped onto the inside of the canoe. We met early in the morning on the beach in front of the Adirondack Hotel in Long Lake. The two hour paddle up Long Lake was uneventful, although it can be treacherous with wind and waves, and we successfully negotiated the shallow entry into the river. Passing the Cold River and enjoying the shaded twists and turns of the Raquette River, we eventually arrived at the beginning of the carry (or portage). This is a 1.3 mile footpath, with some ups and downs, and containing lots of rocks and roots. Unlike today’s lightweight kevlar and carbon fiber canoes, my recollection is that we were paddling an aluminum Grumman craft.
Upon launching our canoe, I reached for my rations and was dismayed to discover that everything had fallen out on the carry. When I made Paul aware of my problem, he commented that I was going to have a difficult day. After digesting this empathetic comment, I informed him that if he wanted me to paddle, he was going to have to share his supplies with me, which he did.
So onward we went, under a hot sun, into the endless oxbows of the lower Raquette River. I avoided dehydration by scooping up river water, not overly concerned about giardia. At some point, having developed a full bladder, I asked Paul to take a break so that I could relieve myself over the side. His response was to tell me to keep paddling. Eventually, I had no option but to urinate down my leg into the canoe. When we reached the finish line near the beach in Tupper Lake, spectators wondered why we rolled the boat over and dumped it out.
We finished in second or third place behind a canoe that had met the minimum width specifications at the start by inserting a board to push the sides of their canoe out. Our complaint to an official about this violation of the rules was met with derision and our protest was denied. So much for fair officiating!