Down To The Sea In Kayaks
June, 1994
Down to the Sea in KayaksJulia paddled left, I pushed right and our double kayak jolted to a halt. We were impaled on a submerged log. Our boat was staying dry inside, but somehow I did not expect the same for our undershorts.Roaring all around us was the Bebedero River, brimming with the runoff of several hundred square miles of western Costa Rica. These surging waters are home to poisonous snakes, and even if my wife and I survived the swim to the brush-entangled shore, we would have no specif...