By Sunday afternoon the group is a bonded unit, our shared efforts and experiences forming a kinship between us. My co-instructor, Lauren, and I divided our lessons based on our own strengths. He was nonchalant and just said he was stoked to see me paddling so well. Phil even admits that he and his class V buddies often just assume that their less experienced buddies want them to lead. I had to find a way to find a way to step up without completely freaking myself out.
No big deal, except it does nothing to develop my own skills in reading the water and making choices. Everything about being in a kayak or raft on a river is completely part of his nature. Part of my solution was to back down to easier new runs or runs that I am comfortable on, and respectively guide myself or a new paddler down at my own pace. I have to admit it felt pretty damn good to watch him follow my line from the bottom. Or, they are so used to it, they just absentmindedly pull ahead. Whitewater is one of those places where you have to be alright with being the one to step up now and then. While watching her teach about the technical anatomy of different strokes I felt my own desire to grow as a paddler. But soon I started to notice; he was not going to lead a single bit of this river. My past week in Idaho was a good dose of my own lessons. It has felt debilitating at times and can take the fun out of paddling. For the next three days he hung back, letting me guide us through class III and IV read-and-run boulder gardens. I was growing giddy with our role reversal and my growing confidence. These are all things I try to convey to my students: When we took a trip to Idaho last week and set out on the South fork Salmon, neither of us mentioned this process. They too often assume that they should lead. It felt impossible to step up my game and take the lead more when I could barely keep from hitting paralysis at the top of a drop. He played the part perfectly. I often find more joy in seeing a friend progress as a paddler than in my own paddling. The overwhelming energy generated by so many motivated women in one place inspires me to get out and get after it too. When we did scout the bigger rapids together we bounced ideas off each other and then he would take some photos while I ran it first. Phil even admits that he and his class V buddies often just assume that their less experienced buddies want them to lead. Saturday morning always starts off with a little trepidation, but by the time everyone is in their kayak, the stoke is feverishly high. By day two I finally said something about it. It felt that good. I consider myself more of a default leader than a natural leader. I guided a gal pal Jessa, who btw helped teach me to roll at the Arcata Pool in !
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