CHRISTMAS STARS

“Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!” ---Charles Dickens

It's officially winter now. We observed the winter solstice that happened earlier this week. For the last six months, the days have grown shorter, and the nights have grown even longer for us in the Northern Hemisphere. All of it leading up to the shortest day of the year this past Monday. In terms of daylight hours, last Monday was 5 hours, 24 minutes, shorter than the first day of summer this past June. But now that's all about to reverse. We will be adding a few moments of light added each day from sunrise to sunset.

John Taylor & Bayside Adventure Sports

 "The winter solstice has always been special to me as a barren darkness that gives birth to a verdant future beyond imagination," said American spiritual teacher and author, Gary Zukav, "A time of pain and withdrawal that produces something joyfully inconceivable, like a monarch butterfly masterfully extracting itself from the confines of its cocoon, bursting forth into unexpected glory."

As the calendar year turns and launches into a new year, there is no doubt we are hoping for some "unexpected glory." Especially after this past year of somewhat bleak darkness with this ongoing Covid-19 pandemic. But as everyone knows, it is on the darkest nights when the stars are the brightest. In the year 2020, the stars in my life as bright as ever.

In my kayaking universe, I look forward to every day on the water I can. Dan Crandall and the other superstars on Current Adventures Kayaking School and Trips have been there for guidance and encouragement all along the way. Despite Covid-19, we did have a busy summer of getting people on the water at Sly Park Paddle Rentals to enjoy the shimmer of Lake Jenkinson. We look forward to returning to our normal schedule of classes, tours, and moonlit paddles in 2021.

We had an unofficial of count over 30 paddling events with Bayside Adventure Sports this past year. Pretty good considering, Covid-19 took away a couple of months while quarantining. Of course, none of it would have been possible without our leaders John Taylor and Randy Kizer. Sure, I have some great ideas, but those two made it happen this year.
The highlights of the season were many. They included our annual Lower American River run, our camping kayaking trip to Loon Lake, and our always popular sunset and moonlit paddles on our area's lakes.

My wife, Debbie is and will always be my guiding star and inspiration. With her deep devotion to God and love for everything living great and small, I strive to be like her in mind and spirit. For the two of us, Christmas came early and twice this year. The first time in May with the birth of Maddie. And once again in October, with the birth of KDK. We are both excited to take the journey into being grandparents.

And I would like to thank our faithful readers of Outside Adventure to the Max.  I hope the future is now brighter for you all.

 Merry Christmas

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BLESSINGS OF THANKSGIVING

 

 "My Thanksgiving is perpetual. It is surprising how contented one can be with nothing definite — only a sense of existence.” –-- Henry David Thoreau

 

In this Covid-19 world, there might some might think there is little to be grateful for. After all, we are amid a surging worldwide pandemic. The death toll continues to mount at staggering 244,00 Americans, which health experts say could double by spring. The economic numbers are just as bad, with millions of unemployed Americans as governors and mayors across the U.S. are ratcheting up restrictions in the onslaught of the virus resurgence.
I reflect on those who have died and those who have fought to survive while being sick. I think about the overwhelmed healthcare providers and the ordinary people who are struggling without paychecks.

That is what was crossing my mind as I took a quiet morning paddle along a stretch of the American River just last weekend. It was a brilliant California mid-fall day with not a cloud in the sky. Storms would be bringing rain and snow in the week ahead. But that day provided an unusual view of the glistening Sierra Nevada Mountains to the east.
The customary array of waterfowl joined on the water. Big Canadian geese with blackheads and white cheeks come begging for food in the Sailor Bar lagoon, while white and grey seagulls canvass the shallows of the river. A blueish-grey great blue heron stands motionless on one leg at the water's edge while a small brood of merganser race by across the water. The dashing male wood duck with his intricate plumage of a green head and brown has caught the eye of two females, who look a little drab next to their male counterparts. Along the rocks of the shore, one small sandpiper hops along the rocks while soaring up above the half dozen turkey vultures circle in the sky.

 
A deer followed by another come out to the river's edge. Curiously both study me, till they decide, I'm a bit too close for their comfort, and they wandered back into the brush.
In the shallows, I catch sight of Chinook salmon migrating back home to spawn. I ponder the journey they have made after wandering huge distances in the ocean for several years only to swim back upstream to their original birthplace. Scientists have various theories about how this happens. Some believe that salmon navigate by using the earth’s magnetic field as a compass. Others suggest chemical cues that they can smell to find their way back to their home stream.

Like the salmon, we are pulled back to thoughts of home at Thanksgiving.
“There is one day that is ours. There is one day when all we Americans who are not self-made go back to the old home to eat saleratus biscuits and marvel how much nearer to the porch the old pump looks than it used to," wrote writer O. Henry.
Certainly, Covid-19 and some newly placed restrictions might make being home for traditional Thanksgiving gatherings hard for some of us to navigate this year. But we still shouldn't lose perspective of being thankful for what we have, even in these Covid times. As writer Charles Dickens wrote, “Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has plenty; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.”

So on this Thanksgiving, I plan on making a few phone calls to my parents and having a few video chats with my children to see my new granddaughters that were both born this year. Madilyn came in the spring, while KDK arrived in the fall. Both are beautiful, healthy babies making both my wife and I very proud and grateful grandparents.
And maybe after a nice dinner, I will spend some time on the river to reflect on all the things, big and small, that I'm thankful for.

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