Father's Day

I am so lucky that my dad has and continues to be such an important part of my life.  

In this blog I have referenced my mom more than Dad...that's because it's a blog about kayaking and mom and I spent more time kayaking together than Dad and I have.  Dad, however, has played an integral role in cultivating my love of the outdoors.  

I remember going on many camping adventures with our family when I was little.  We used to go camping in Perry, Maine.  We also spent a lot of time up near Katahdin.  Our family adventures included canoeing. My dad eventually had a small fishing boat and I remember each spring Dad would take it to Stump Pond in Lincoln to test the motor.  I enjoyed going with him.  I would go fishing with him... if you could call it that.  I liked casting the line and reeling in the fish... I did NOT like touching the bait or the fish after it was caught.  Looking back I would bet that fishing trips with me were a lot less relaxing for him than solo ones!  

No matter what I have done in my life Dad has always been there, encouraging me to do my best and to make choices that I think are best for me.  I have never had to wonder if Dad was proud of me, he has always let me know.  He is pretty proud of Paddling Southern Maine!  

Me? I am proud to be his daughter!  

Love ya Dad!!  Thanks for posing for some promo pics!  

(He loves being in front of the camera as much as I do!)