90 miles in a canoe, a lifetime in boats
The waves are the biggest I’ve ever seen in unsalted water. Each one lifts my canoe and drops it in the next trough with a slap. The shore is a long way away and I’m struggling to keep my boat straight. If the waves hit me broadside, I’ll go over for sure.
“This is like ‘Deadliest Catch’,” I think to myself. “This is the angry ocean in Moana. Where is Dwayne Johnson as Maui? Where is the Little Mermaid?!”
This is Middle Saranac Lake on Day 3 of the 90 Miler. It’s my first long-distance canoe race. I’ve made it through almost 70 miles of challenging paddling on days one and two. Only two carries,
