Just a side note for those that paddle solo canoes with medium to large size dogs (although TomL would perhaps be more qualified in this area, having done such with a much wider variety of solo boats).
For go’n on two decades now I’ve paddled a Wenonah Voyager, usually accompanied with a 55 to 70 pound canine associate. The associate has always positioned itself right before my seated frame, betwixt my legs in the most commodious area of the Voyager. Granted, the boat has some girth/area just behind the seat, and at one time I do remember the venerable String transporting his Rena of terror (a rather large standard poodle, pre-doodle, wasn’t it?) there. I also remember String’s posted accounts of high-centered gravitas (he’s a rather tall species, as was Rena), promoting an overly playful feel to his voyages de Voyager.
Anyway, undigressing here, having my canine right before me, between my footbar-braced legs, made it easier to impart corrective reminders, per thigh squeezes, that hefty doggy noggins and fore shoulders were not to be positioned with overt enthusiasm over gunnel bounds. I should also add that, the Voyager being 19’’ at her beam, the poor fur cur was, to steal from Joel and Ethan and George Clooney, “inna tight spot!” I had also added under the aluminum gunnels to each side closed-cell foam strip-pads, shaped with dragonskin sanding to commodious contours for my thighs/knees. This also, along with the footbar, gave better “boat contact,” but further penned in El Poochay rather snuggly. ANDDD, just imagine now, as long lake traverses on warm summer afternoons progressed, and canine boredom set in, the furry machinations of menace as my colleague attempted to prone himself to the bilges. Sliding those forelegs neath the bracebar could sometimes make for a sudden wobblefest, as dog knees knocked bar, and paws pushed peds asunder.
SOOO, after this past late Autumn’s windy tumults saw fit to poplar-pith my Voyager’s racked bottom-to-heaven midsection, and, with patching repairs being performed at my good friends up at Blue Mountain Outfitters (shameless pitch there), I had them remove the aluminum foot bar with its riveted track rails (I never knew Wenonah has the fine sense to add metal strips within the foam ribs going up the light Kevlar hull’s side - SMART!) and reinstall a kayak-style foot pad track system. While I think I am going to miss, a little, the ability to slide positions of my bracing legs/feet, as these ole bones oft get a bit tingly with long stints of fixed position, I think I’ll be able to compensate with occasional knee-knock dances against the furry spine of my now more comfortably reposed friend. We’ll see, hopefully this weekend, when I get the boat out for the first time post repairs.
I also have a Northstar Northwind Solo, wherein same said dog-placement along with footbar (Glued, you say, on those track rails? I had just assumed it was epoxy. How bout that.) does not make it as difficult for the pooch to layout. The shallower sheer, however, does make it a tad more tricky for the big dog with the paddle in hand to ingress/egress. I will soon be adding glued-in foam knee braces to take some of that aluminum gunnel knee creasing away.
Anything that can improve your “contact” with hull surfaces is always a plus in my book, when it comes to those rogue wave and/or sudden zephyr moments out there on the big wet. Dogs? They are to be added at your own peril, your friends’ amusements, and for any other injection of rogue raisons ta getyou, or getyou not. Personally, I am happy that I’ve gone to the dogs all these years. Gives ya somebody to blame when there’s those wet-exit events. (Don’t tell Doc Bob, though. Only canine that ever skewered me on social media. So far.)