Thursday, April 24, 2014

Sebago Canoe Club -- Opening Day 2014, 4/19/2014

Capsize? Naaaah, that's just Mark B., who I think has taken over the polar roller crown I set down after being told that I have surfer's ear. He's wilder about it than I ever was though, he goes in hoodless and without warming up (or really, cooling down) with a side scull! Intense, dude.

And Ha! I got so excited about my fun fun fun Polar Bear Swim that I almost forgot to write about the weekends' other excellent event - the opening day of Sebago Canoe Club's 80th season (yep, we've been around for a while).

We had glorious weather for the morning paddle, which was a nice leisurely one around Canarsie Pol -- we keep the Opening Day paddle pretty easy because the whole point is for people who maybe haven't been in a boat since October to come out and have a good time. We ended up with a great crowd, started out with 17 and then Derek O. joined us, claiming I'd shamed him into coming out (I swear I just asked him if he was joining us when he turned up in the morning - whatever the reason, nice to have him join us on the water) so we finished with 18. Hey, if your head count has to change between launching and landing, that's definitely the direction you want it to go.

Not too many motorboats out there yet. The brant flocks are probably starting to feel the urge to head north, while the spring birds are arriving, we were hearing the wheet-wheets of oystercatchers everywhere, and as we came around the eastern tip of Canarsie Pol we stayed out good and wide to keep from scaring our resident osprey off of the perch. Their nest is well underway. Oh, speaking of ospreys reminded me of the big soap opera I'd written about earlier in the Spring - Real Ospreys of Jamaica Bay, anyone? - and checked in over at Looks like Coley 2 has been forgiven for his tardy arrival and his mate's decided to take him back, but there's still an extra bird hanging around there, so it may not be all settled yet. Oh, the drama!

Lovely paddle, and yes, Mark finally shamed me into a little spring roll action of my own (well, I'd been thinking of it anyways)!

Then it was back to the club for the potluck. Well, actually there was something unusual going on in the basin but that's going to get its own post - so there was the unusual thing and then, woohoo, potluck time!

I'd kind of cracked myself up on Friday when I heard myself tell a co-working that my potluck club was having a kayak - those who know the club will recognize that as actually being pretty appropriate! People from Hawaii who have moved to the mainland make jokes about the paucity of offerings at Mainland potlucks compared the onolicious grindz at an island potluck - Sebago's more after the island model though, we've got some good cooks at the club and there's always a really good spread.

I made my relatively new standby again - this is a nice simple chicken adobo recipe that I found on the Ivory Hut blog. I was so happy to find this, the thing I remember the most fondly from small-kid-time church potlucks at Aiea United Methodists was all the different varieties of chicken teriyaki and adobo all the ladies of the congregation would bring. If they'd ever had a cook-off I don't know how anyone would've judged, they were all delicious.  

So I'm very happy to find that I can make this nod to those days even when work's a little crazy...

and my clubmates seem to appreciate it too. :D

Lunch was finished with this terrific cake from the Couture Cake Boutique, a new business being started up by a friend of one of our club members. She did a great job of duplicating our smiling bear logo, and the cake was delicious.

Another good day at the club. More pictures from the paddle over on Flickr, of course!

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Cold Water Kills - But First It Makes You Into A Total Silly Geek!

Or at least it made ME into one. I mean seriously, everybody else looks pretty good, but what a doofus I was!

But there's nothing wrong with being a little goofy the first time you try something, and dang it was fun!

The lady beside me is actually a co-worker - the Bears meet at the NY Aquarium's Education Hall and she came running up and said "I work with you but you don't recognize me because we're not at work!", which cracked me up because IT'S SO TRUE - I'm sometimes shocked at how hard I have to work to place someone when I meet them outside of places where I expect to meet them. She turns out to be a veteran Polar Bear, and one of the brave people who volunteer at the famous annual New Year's Day plunge at Coney Island - that's how this troupe gives back, they organize that whole thing.

Boy, some of the Polar Bear women had cute suits. If I'd planned this better I might have gotten a replacement for this Tyr I've had forever, but as I rhymed yesterday, this was a swim on a whim.

The guy who tell me to scream was one of a number of people who were giving me suggestions - I got there a full hour early and so obviously full of nerves and everyone I talked to was really nice about hints on how to do this and have fun. This guy said "If you want to scream, just scream!". There was absolutely no competitiveness - I was told go in as much or as little as I wanted to, just being there and enjoying it was the main thing. Great stuff.

Here was my writeup on YouTube:
Pardon the HEINOUS camera work, this was my first cold-water swim without a drysuit EVER - with all the whooping and hollering, I figured I would hit "record" and see what I got, but my attention was far from entirely on the camera! 

This was a fun personal experiment, I've participated in so many cold-water safety talks but never really tried actually dunking myself in water under fifty. It was actually a lot of fun, but the 10 part of the 1-10-1 rule (1 minute to get your breathing under control, 10 minutes of meaningful activity, 1 hour until you are probably not going to make it) definitely held true for me. The shaking was more the inherited shake that I have that gets exacerbated by stress or excitement (oddly enough, the cold shake actually set in the worst later on, after I was out of the water), and my hands didn't stop working because they just weren't really in the water much, but just after the 2nd traditional circle-up, which happens at 10 minutes, I suddenly began to feel lightheaded, which my friend Capri (aka the Polar Bear Princess, she's one of the most dedicated of the Bears) said is the sign that you need to get out immediately. Here, that just meant walking out of the water and bundling up, no problem - if I'd been away from shore trying to get back into my boat, I suspect that the point at which the spins set in would be the moment it would start to be very tricky to coordinate my efforts. 

Here with the Bears, though, it was all good fun! Glad they let me come play, what a great group.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Happy Easter (This Easter I went swimming!)

Hope it's been a happy one!

TQ was working so we missed our usual Easter visit to his parents, so I did something different -
I'd gotten a whim
for an Easter swim
Took a subway trip 
to a chilly chilly dip

Click here for pix!
It was actually really interesting actually going for a swimsuit swim in 45 degree water after all of the talking about cold-water safety I've done. You know that one-ten-one rule - one minute to get your breathing under control, ten minutes of meaningful activity, then an hour that you can probably still be saved if found? Well, I actually had a great time jumping around in the water for about 10 minutes. I was starting to fumble with my camera partway into it, though, and then almost immediately after the 10-minute circle-up, I began to feel ever so slightly light-headed, which my experienced cold-water swimmer friend Capri said meant "Time to get out of the water NOW" (same as winter rolling, actually - you really need to stop when you start feeling spinny).

I had a great time though. Fun to experiment with this stuff I talk about so much in nice controlled circumstances, and it was actually great to be back in the water, even if it wasn't summer-friendly. Boats are great but swimming really
 was my first love.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Spring Boating safety: An idea for what to do when you find the unprepared preparing to launch

Looks like we've got another glorious spring weekend coming up here in the Northeast, one which will doubtless bring out the unwary boaters in droves.

I always feel like a bit of an idiot when I post my annual spring safety rant (see prior post) because I think most of the small group of people who read this blog already know what they're doing, but I always do it anyways just because you never know how people are going to stumble across this important information and I think that the more places it's lying around on the internet, the more likely it is to be found. So I make this one of the places every year. Just in hopes.

But this week I'm sharing something with much less hesitation.

What do you do when you go to your favorite launch site on a lovely soft spring day and find somebody getting ready to launch, wearing shorts and a t-shirt, with their lifejacket chucked in the bottom of their boat?

I've never actually run into that situation myself. I'm usually launching from Sebago, the club is committed to teaching members about boating safety, including cold-water boating, and so you very rarely see somebody setting out improperly dressed. But if I ever did, I think that I would try something that worked well for my friend Bob H. a few years back. He told me the story at the terrific Long Island Paddlesports Symposium that Elizabeth O'Connor used to run every March up until she moved to CT.  

 He'd gone for a paddle right before coming to the event (he turned up in full cold-water gear in fact) and as he returned to the beach two women had driven up with a canoe on their roof, wearing jeans and sweatshirts. He approached them and, as he told me when I asked him to refresh me memory of the story earlier this week, "I suggested that they place their hands in the water and note how long they could hold it until pain and/or lack of function ensued. I guess the sight of me in (dry)suit and hood underscored the point."

They left without even taking the canoe off the roof - a very good outcome.  

Although friends have laughed when I tell them this, I'm actually terribly uncomfortable with approaching strangers with safety suggestions. I would do it because as an educated boater and a kayak instructor, I feel like have an obligation to do so (plus I would feel absolutely horrible if I said nothing and then read about them in the paper the next day), but I really feel awkward when I do. This seems like a really nice non-confrontational way for even a shy person to get people to understand how cold the water still is right now and hopefully rethink their plans. 
A good idea and I thought I'd share it.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

It's My Park: New York City Water Trail - plus April snow???!!!

Quick lunch break post, just thought I'd share this neat little video about the NYC Water Trail that Queens Commisioner of Parks (and Sebago clubmate) Dorothy Lewandoski recently put up on Sebago's Facebook group. Tons of friends are in here (and me too, rolling at 2:15 and also in the ribboncutting group a bit before - boy was that a fun day)! 

PS...Come on, Spring. I've been singing your praises at the top of my lungs  and you wanna go and do this? 

Monday, April 14, 2014

More Spring a-Springin' - Prospect Park flowers (plus a hyacinth and a magnolia near home)

I got home from Sunday's sailing instruction class by 3:30 or so, only to realize that I couldn't stay home, it was just too nice, so I decided to go out for another walk in Prospect Park.

The winter ducks were mostly gone, and I think they took winter with them when they left. When I went for my duck walk two weeks ago, everything was still gray and brown. Didn't help that it was a raw and drizzly day, but all the vegetation was still pretty much in winter hibernation - although there were buds getting ready to go if you looked closely.

What a difference two weeks made. My walk started as just a walk, but then it became a flower walk, taking pictures of almost every different kind of flower I noticed. Looks like we have another wintery spell coming up, but this was encouraging to see. Here they are (plus a couple in my neighborhood - first two), and I must say that it's nice to be posting my own after a winter where I would absolutely have a moment in heaven every time a Facebook friend in California or Hawaiii posted COLORS!

No more writing, click on the hyacinth (no longer incipient) for a better view. 

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Spring's a-springin' at Sebago!

I went out to the club today for something a little different - one of our relatively new sailing committee members gave a talk about teaching sailing, and although I'm not sure I'm a good enough sailor to teach, I thought I would go listen in at least. I'm glad I went, it was interesting thinking about sailing from that point of view, and it was also a good review of some of the basic principals of teaching, which wasn't a bad thing since it's been a while since my instructor certification and a person does get rusty.

All sorts of springiness going on at the club today - Jim L. was prepping Seagull, the safety boat, for launch, John D. stepped his mast, gardeners were gardening and the cherry tree is blooming by the basin.

The class let out in plenty of time to allow for another outdoor activity. I wasn't together enough to bring my gear, but it ended up being a pretty breezy afternoon, so joining the happy hordes in Prospect Park for a couple of hours afterwards turned out to be the perfect thing to do.
Hooray for Spring!