creative, passionate, driven
creative, passionate, driven
I sit in the eddy, alone. My hands tremble uncontrollably until I wrap them tightly around the shaft of my paddle. Once again, I thank my lucky stars that I’ve chosen a sport that does not require me to stand on two legs as I am certain there’s no way I could do so with […]
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I haven’t had a haircut since January of 2012. I know, I know… why is this on the H2o Dreams blog? I would be wondering the same thing except for the fact that I’ve been complaining about not having a haircut to Chris for about six months. It’s not that I don’t want to cut
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ON THE WATER Do you have a crux run? Wherever you’re at with your boating, that’s that one river that gets your blood pumping, your palms sweaty. That run epitomizes where you are with your paddling in that moment, not so challenging that it’s out of reach but hard enough that it pushes you to
[vc_column_text width=”1/1″ last=”last”] Last week we hit you with our first ever lifestyle post… whew, that was fun! This week we’re shaking it up again and moving towards a more inclusive dive into how we’re living here at H2o Dreams, and we’re calling it your Friday Round Up! Here, we’ll be keeping you in the
In the past, H2o Dreams has focused mainly on instruction and education. But we’ve gotta eat sometimes, right? We’re spending much of our day broiled in thought behind the computer or getting on the water to keep our creativity and passion fresh… so we’re hungry. And at H2o Dreams, when we get really hungry, we
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We’ve just started up some of the summer programs at the Whitewater Center which has me reflecting on my time line for how long I’ve been paddling. I feel like I’ve been paddling “for about a year” for a while now… I haven’t really been sure how long I’ve been at it! The onset of
Not quite a year ago I ran shuttle for my friends and family on a sweltering July day at the Ocoee. I had only been paddling for a few months and was not ready to join them by any stretch, but that didn’t stop my eyes from filling with stars as I looked downstream from
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I almost swam at the bottom of Nantahala Falls this past weekend. It took me about seven or eight times and a nasty drag over some rocks before I finally rolled up. I wasn’t thinking about swimming- honestly, it seldom crosses my mind when I’m upside down- but that last roll attempt I knew would
The snow is melting before it even lands on me; I think I am radiating heat about two feet around. I should be cold- freezing, in fact- seeing as how I am wet and it is snowing and the wind, bitter. But I am burning up, breathing heavy. I have been hiking my boat along
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. When I was a kid- and even now, for that matter- I always longed for summer in the final months of school, ached for it. Nervous excitement: what would I do with all those sweltering, endless afternoons? I would enjoy my freedom, my lack of responsibility and yes, even
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