I hate having my picture taken. But there are few moments when you know just by looking at a photograph that it has captured a pure experience of bliss.
For me, this is one of those photos.
Aimed upstream, I had just run a rapid on the tree dense, boulder-lined canyon of Slippery Rock Creek, a favorite destination for boaters from Northeast Ohio who can hop across state lines to experience some of the most scenic paddling they can find for a day-tripper.
Was I peeling out? Was I ferrying across? Or was I lining up to try and catch the wave. It doesn't matter, because I know in that moment I was floating blissfully on a warm summer day, tucked inside my Karma with paddle in hand. There are few places I'd rather be.
These are the moments we cherish. Good friends and good water. It doesn't get much better.
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