My legs are aching, my arms feel like they will be pulled from their sockets and I can’t even see the river! Clomp, clomp, clomp. Yes, I went over the list, checked it twice and made sure everything was packed. But I should have weighed the darn packs before we set out.
This was my first father-son overnight canoe trip with my Dude, age 10. We’re going with a good friend and his son on the Bow River from Ghost Reservoir to Cochrane, located roughly halfway between Calgary and the Eastern edge of Banff National Park in Alberta, Canada. I’ve been involved in watersports for more than 30 years and am hoping this is the trip that gets my son hooked on canoeing. We’re off to a slow start.
When I first started paddling this section of river—a long time ago—you could drive right down to the water’s edge to unload your gear, but this is no longer an option. Clomp, clomp, clomp.
We eventually find the river, secure our packs in the canoe and put the gruelling hike behind us as we exit our eddy, head downstream and let the water’s current do the work for a while.
Our surroundings are impressive...