Would it be rude to take a nap on this boat when you’ve done absolutely none of the rowing, and your guide is sitting right behind you? I close my eyes and focus on the sensations around me — the dip of the oar cutting into the water, the gentle rush of the Russian River, a blue heron calls then leaves, and I hear its wings as he decides we’ve gotten too close to him. The sun warms my skin, and I feel the rise and fall of the small dog sitting on my lap.

A sense for life
Kayaking with Russian River Adventures



