This is the story of two paddlers with adventurous spirits, whom when
presented with a unique opportunity to undertake a self-supported sea kayak
expedition in Antarctica, took it. Took it as an opportunity to go beyond
adrenalin-based desires and the pleasing of engorged ego’s and instead
explore as much within themselves as explore the magical, ice-littered
waterways of the Antarctic Peninsula
Anytime we leave the noise and hubbub of our daily lives for an extended time, the first thing we confront is the crazy non-stop voice in our own heads, which is egocentric. Blah, blah, blah this voice goes on and on. It doesn’t like the fact there is no external distraction of others and the day-to-day push and pull. Soon the voice settles down and begins to confront the deeper questions we hold of ourselves. After that, even this stops and there is just the here and now.
This is the beauty of the long journey in solitude, the paring down of what is not real and in the present moment.
The thing about “adrenaline” based sport is that the inherent physical challenge/danger is what forces one to be in the moment, however short. Performance often fall short without that. One is not acting in the “flow.” This the true beauty of adrenaline based sports. Not the external recognition (which some seek) but the opportunity to experience the flow.
I found the line from the “antartica guide” amusing, “They are going to be in their own heads, if not the tent, for the next two weeks. I am envious…” Not quite that since it’s a partner adventure. I kayak camped the Boston Harbor Islands with my college roommate for a week about 10 years ago. I wished that I had been dealing with the voice in my head. Instead, it was the push and pull of conversation between my roommate and me about how our life philosophies and politics have changed over the years. It was draining in way that is different then when I am soloing.
Anyway, I am in the first day of a three week vacation. What will be the longest I have had since high school. The video is a good primer as I plan to head out for a 5-6 day solo backpacking/flyfishing trek in the White Mountains. Looking forward to confronting the voice in my head…
Yup. Trying to. Got in some flatwater waveski paddling and rolling today at the beach. Will head up to western ME to work on the camp and to fish for the coming “work week.” Pretty laid back stuff.
Surf forecast is for pond Atlantic conditions for the coming week. If anything changes, I’ll be back down lickity split to satisfy some “adrenaline-based” desires". My sweet dreams are made of these.