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by Elmore Holmes
I got a call recently from a guy in North Little
Rock, Arkansas, who wants to come up to Memphis and paddle with me.
I felt like I was really making strides with my paddling when I could consistently hit my roll on the big bad Ocoee. But soon, I realized that lots of people had good rolls, and that you weren't really somebody on the river unless you could make all kinds of nifty moves in the rapids. So I worked on those and got pretty decent after a while, but had little time to enjoy my success because other people were tearing up more formidable rivers like the Upper Yough and the Gauley and the Upper Animas and numerous steep creeks. So I started running some of those, but once there I realized that the best paddlers on those rivers were whitewater slalom racers. So I started racing, and worked my way up from terrible to mediocre by national-level standards. |
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The desire to achieve a certain level of competence
is understandable. Nobody wants to be a beginner at something forever,
after all.
But athletic pursuits are essentially narcissistic,
self-centered endeavors. Who do we think we are, devoting hours a day to
such a silly thing as making our boats go a little bit faster?
To say that I have a definitive answer to
this question would be to tell a lie. But I do have a couple of thoughts
on the topic.
I believe that a rich life is one spent in
the service of others. At the same time, however, I think complete self-denial
is unhealthy. One should have a nice balance between the things he does
for others and the things he does for himself, and one of the greatest
gifts a person can give himself is physical health and fitness. There are
many ways to achieve it, but people like me, who have been bitten by the
paddling bug, know no better way than paddling their boats.
What's more, I think that once a person does
achieve advanced paddling skills, he is better able to serve others, and
I don't just mean by getting an ACA instructor's certificate and charging
$50 an hour to give lessons. A skilled paddler is a safe paddler, the kind
of person beginners want to be on the water with as they get the basics
under their belt. He's an encyclopedia of information and a guru on the
do's and don'ts of our sport.
Finally, most highly-skilled paddlers I know
truly enjoy the process of getting better, and are shining examples of
the notion that there is more to life than winning at all costs and beating
down the rest of the world on the way to the top. A folk musician I know
and respect has this advice for amateur musicians: don't worry that you're
not as good as Earl Scruggs or Norman Blake or Jerry Douglas or Sam Bush;
just be happy with the music you make and share that joy with your family
and friends. I think a similar message applies to paddlers, and I offer
it to people like my Arkansan friend, and to myself, for that matter: most
paddlers are not as good as Greg Barton or Eric Jackson or Michal Martikan
or Dean Gardiner, but that does not diminish the contribution they can
make to the sport and to the common good.
So, how good is good enough? As good as you
are personally capable of, that's how good. As world champion whitewater
racer Cathy Hearn once said, "If you're the best that you can be, then
you're the best."