I have been
paddle boarding. In fact, I had absolutely no intention of trying this
relatively new sport before starting my “I have never...” journey. From my
perspective, the whole idea of standing on a modified surfboard and paddling
around with a boat oar seemed more than a little ridiculous. I didn’t
understand the draw of it, and I certainly didn’t believe it offered any sort
of real exercise. Despite the consistently positive comments I heard from those
that tried it, I just couldn’t buy into the paddle boarding idea. Stated
simply, paddle boarding wasn’t on my short list of things to experience.
That stated,
the idea of trying something new every day for a year has tended to shift my
perspective on a lot things I had written off previously. As a result, when I
learned of an opportunity to paddle board at the annual Paddle for the Polar
Bears fundraiser in Madison, I decided it was time to forego my preconceptions
and get on a paddle board for the first time. With my ticket purchased and my
reservation made, I made my way back to Lake Wingra for the second time this
week to embark on my first paddle board outing.
Wingra Park Boat Rentals |
Rachael and
I were greeted by beautiful weather and a bustling crowd of lake goers when we
arrived at Wingra Park late this morning. All of the activity made it a slight
challenge to locate the paddle boarding area at first, but a short walk down
the shore provided obvious signs we were nearing our destination. Near the
center of the park, a van with a complex rack system was positioned in front of
a dock with a row of paddle boards stretching the length of its composite
surface. As I came closer to the area, I took note of a small group of people
sitting at a picnic table with stacks of papers in front of them. Figuring it
was likely a check-in area for the paddle boarding event, I approached the
table and introduced myself. A group of three men were quick to confirm I was
in the correct location, collect my ticket, sign some preliminary paperwork,
and direct me toward a woman standing near a pile of life vests and paddles.
Following their direction, I walked over to the woman and collected my paddle
boarding gear. As I put on my life vest the woman instructed me a brief class
on paddle boarding would begin shortly, which would prepare me to take to the
water on a paddle board immediately thereafter. Acknowledging her statement, I
picked up my paddle, walked over to a small group awaiting the class, and
readied myself for the approaching experience.
The dock |
Little more
than a minute after I joined my fellow paddle boarding students, a woman
appeared before the group and began to speak. She quickly introduced herself
and proceeded to lead us through some brief instruction on paddle form and
movements. After a few minutes of practice, she asked us to step onto the dock
for some board handling, balance, and steering. There a young woman explained
the finer points of getting on a paddle board and climbing to your feet once in
the water. She explained the easiest approach to move to a standing position
once on the board was to place the oar horizontally across the top of the board
and use it as a brace as we climbed to our feet. Watching carefully as she
explained the process, I listened as the young woman explained foot position
and the center of balance on the paddle board. With no intentions of falling in
the water, I thought it would be best to absorb as much of the process while on
dry land instead of trying to figure it out on the water. As a result, I
listened carefully and did my best to tuck each part of her instructions away
for late use.
With the
young woman wrapping up her lesson on working with the paddle board, our group
was divvied up to find a board and take to the water. Three assistants helped
each member of the group locate a board and take to the water in a kneeling
position on the board’s surface. In no hurry to get in the water, I waited as
the more enthusiastic participants excitedly picked out boards and took to the
lake. With the crowd around me diminishing quickly, I eventually stepped up and
laid claim to one of the remaining boards. One of the assistants promptly
grabbed the board and placed it in the water parallel to the dock. He waved me
forward as he worked and instructed me to mount the board on my knees once it
was in position. Following his advice, I crouched next to the board and
cautiously placed my knees near the board’s center. In response, the board
began to sway in the water, which left me feeling unstable as I hovered over
the lake surface. I moved quickly to stabilize myself in an effort to reduce
the rocking as the paddle board assist stood by. With the movement subsiding,
the assistant gave me a gentle shove off of the dock. “Alright, put your oar in
and you’re ready to go!” he called out as I drifted away from the dock. In
turn, I shoved my oar into the water and started pushing my way toward the
center of the lake.
Getting there... |
Progress was
slow as I attempted to row while still kneeling on the paddle board. With the
oar designed for a standing person, my efforts to manipulate it and steer the
paddle board while kneeling proved clumsy and awkward. I felt my patience
wearing thin as I continued crawling toward the rest of the group with each
short stroke I took. Eventually, I stopped in the water and looked around me. While
everyone in our group remained kneeling on their boards, I thought about my
purpose for being there. I was there to paddle board, not scurry around a lake
on my knees. As a result, I resolved to getting on my feet and gaining the
paddle boarding experience. It was time to stand up and row, and I was going to
make it happen even if it meant taking a swim.
The view from the board... Getting ready to stand |
With my
renewed perspective, I recalled the earlier instruction on body position and
balance when moving from a kneeling position to a standing position. I slowly
moved my oar out of the water and placed it horizontally across the paddle
board. My hands gripped the oar like a set of handlebars as I shifted my weight
forward and looked down at my feet. “One at a time...” I said out loud as I
prepared to set my legs into motion. With my left foot leaving the board, I
felt instability begin to set in again. The board started rocking back and
forth as I moved my left foot into place underneath my chest and prepared to
move my right foot forward. I looked down at the water lapping at the side of
the board as I continued, lifting my right foot up and forward as the board
wobbled back and forth. My body now in a crouching position, I wiggled me feet
forward around the center point of the board and looked forward. “Well, here goes
nothing,” I said as I pushed my body off of the board and stood. The board
jostled noticeably in response to my actions. It felt like I was standing in a
canoe, but I didn’t have any side walls to brace me. My oar in hand, I stuck my
arms out and shoved the paddle into the water. Immediately, I felt the paddle
board stabilize and begin moving forward. In a split second I went from on the
brink of capsizing to paddle boarding, and I had every intention of making the
most of it.
I made it! |
With my
momentum continuing, I drove the paddle into the water and continued my path
toward the center of the lake. Each paddle I took helped me feel more
comfortable as I stood on the board. After a few minutes, my familiarity with
the movements and my position on the board gave me a greater degree of
confidence, which encouraged me to dig deeper with each paddle I took.
Eventually, I was moving around the lake freely and taking time to explore
parts of Lake Wingra I had never experienced before. Leaving the rest of the
group behind, I travel toward the mostly empty east side of the lake and took
in my surroundings. The sound of my paddle moving gently through the water was
the only sound that accompanied me as I soaked in the midday sun and looked
over the natural beauty around me. The whole experience was incredibly
relaxing, and, much to my surprise, I found myself enjoying paddle boarding.
Time moved
quickly as I remained out on the water. Although the scenery around me remained
largely unchanged, the sense of freedom and stillness that came with paddle
boarding provided an escape from the forward movement of the day. Eventually
realizing the length of time that had passed while I was on the water, I began
working my way back toward the park on the lake’s north end. With other obligations
to tend to throughout the day, I knew I likely needed to bring my first paddle
boarding experience to an end. A quick confirmation of the time confirmed that
was the case, which prompted me to head back to the dock and ease my way off of
the paddle board.
i liked your posts on both logrolling and paddleboarding! it was neat to hear about your blog the challenges you have ahead throughout the upcoming year. also, it's cool to somewhat be a part of it! thanks again for taking pictures of us on our boards! is it possible for you to email those to me? klbare@uwalumni.com. i promise to mention you in my blog! :)
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely! I will email them to you in a little bit. Thanks for accompanying me on my logrolling and paddle boarding experiences! Both of them were amazing events! Enjoy the pictures and let me know if you have any "I have never..." ideas. :)
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