The Black River is the epitome of serene. It’s out in the middle of nowhere. You drive and drive to a random bridge that signals your take out. There are no people around, and what houses you do see are older and in need of repair. There’s an alligator who lives nearby and he watches
‘I wish I had started kayaking sooner,’ is something I hear from my students who are in their 40s, 50s and 60s. Usually said with a heavy dose of disappointment and often because of a swim or some other challenge that arises on the path of learning. I get it. There is a feeling that
I’ve found paddleboarding to be a great complement to kayaking. It takes less time, it’s a full-body workout, you can practice yoga on the board, it doesn’t require a shuttle (unless you’re whitewater SUPing) and, as far as viewing under water wildlife like manatees, the vantage point is a step above. If you’re a kayaker
