Paddling wasn’t better for me in the 80s, but it was enough to keep my interest alive for such time as I finally made my chance to start paddling “for real” 20 years later, so it was a good thing overall. My 80s paddling involved a lot of trips, pairing-up with total strangers in aluminum canoes, with none of them knowing a thing about paddling and me knowing just enough to navigate a somewhat sensible course downriver in cases where it mattered, but not necessarily understanding how or why.
… I didn’t need a nap every afternoon. …
Sometimes I just need a nap on the riverbank and I’m good for another ten miles.