The Technology of 1,000 Spoons

While Brandon was home this winter he was imitating a Coast Guard cutter on our frozen pond, whacking the ice from a kayak with a double-bladed oar. He broke the oar like a hobo eating a hard pretzel. Which means he really is my son. Our family has a long legacy of tearing things up. Oars, lawn mowers, houses…Dad once hit the corner of our house with the tractor…which led my brothers and I to complete the demolition, sledge hammering the stone wall creating space to add four new windows. Sometimes accidents become a serendipitous remodel to your house…other times, you … Continue reading The Technology of 1,000 Spoons

Kayak the Caney

Brandon and I launched our kayaks just below the Cherokee Bridge waterfall unsure of the legality of our venture not to mention the health risk. We set off to kayak the Caney River, because we felt like it, in the mold of Sir Edmund Hillary who once said, “It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.” This scene shows Circle Mountain in the background and the river flowing southwest not far from Hillcrest Country Club. I’ve always been aware of the river, since I grew up in Bartlesville, and I’ve watched it at flood and drought stage, muddy, serpentine, … Continue reading Kayak the Caney