Showing posts with label Winter paddling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winter paddling. Show all posts

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Cold weather kayaking - being prepared for a swim.

Winter time paddling brings along additional risks that should be taken seriously.  Winter trips mean paddling in cold weather, on cold water, and most times miles away from help.  If you're going out on the water you need to be prepared for the inevitable - taking the spill.  Not being prepared can cost you your life.  Don't plan on being lucky...it'll bite you in the a$$.




There are enough articles out there on winter clothing, wearing proper attire, dressing in layers, etc.  So I'm not going to cover what's already available.  Rather, what happens after you end up in the drink.  Either from a spill out of your kayak or maybe loss of balance while wading in a river.  However you end up in the water, the situation just became serious, and could become an emergency if not handled properly.




Don't plan on paddling out if you take a good spill.  You'll quickly lose the ability to make good decisions, your balance will be jeopardized, basic motor skills will be compromised...simple functions like gripping a paddle may become impossible.  Be aware the body shuts down when its cold, wet, and borderline hypothermic.  As blood leaves the extremities, your ability to stand or walk will become difficult.  This can all happen in minutes.




Lets not make it complicated.  The basic need is to get warm and can be accomplished with a change of clothes and the ability to make a fire.  I pack a dry bag with a pair of ski bibs, thermal top and bottoms, gloves, hoodie, socks/liner, and jacket.  I place those items in first.




Followed by a first aid kit, fire starter/matches, and fire log on top.  These are the 1st items I might need.  I use a clear dry bag so I can visually inspect everything before I get started.  The dry bag goes in the hull of my kayak...and it doesn't come out very often.  It's a small pack b/c I keep my trips shorter in the winter for obvious safety reasons.


A fire is a sure way to improve the situation and get the brain back on task

If you end up cold and wet.  Stay calm and think through your situation.  If you're not far from the take out....maybe just a change of clothes will do.  If you're further and afraid you might end up wet again...strip off the wet, put on the dry, and build a fire to dry your wet clothes.  Every situation is unique, so you'll have to keep your wits and make a decision.  You'll be amazed how quickly fear turns to terror when you're alone, cold, and wet...getting warm is key...don't become a statistic!



This is not an all-inclusive list by any means.  There are some other obvious safety tips, like going with a buddy, making a float plan, carrying a cell phone, etc...but these all rely on others helping you.  Be prepared to take care of yourself, at least in the beginning.  The above is what I feel comfortable with assessing my own skills and paddling locations.  You need to make your own assessment and plan accordingly.  Be safe.


Sunday, October 19, 2014

Beautiful day wrapped up with, Bows!

Got the word from a buddy that the Browns were moving around and some big ones had been caught on the Little Red.  Made a plan to visit family in Central AR and watch some football.  Then make my way up to the river Sunday morning.  Well, I watched way too much fish porn Friday night and couldn't make it till Sunday.  So at midnight I packed up and headed out.  I hate fish porn....but I love it too!!!  Sorry family...

Bottom of the steps, start of trail to river.  Where a cuda is wait'n for paddler

The drive was uneventful for the most part, except, 1 little speed bump.  At 4 am, I was look'n for deer, I missed that black and furry critter (sorry dude) hanging out on the yellow line...sort of...but I think he got me back.  Black truck smell'n bad...guess I'll have to name it stinky face.



I arrived 2 hours before the sun was awake.  Decided to try the Libby Shoal access...meaning I had to walk my cuda and gear to the river...about 50 yards I guess...down a steep flight of stairs, along a dirt trail...all this at 4am.  Let's just say, after 3 trips, I was ready to fish.




Think'n the big fish would be out I decided to try a big streamer on my 8wt.  I was slinging that big articulated streamer hard...I could hear it ripping past me.  It was at that moment....

Nice Bow that fell for a sowbug

I remembered I wasn't wearing eye protection.  Gotcha!!  Really the only brown that I hooked into was a stick...but it made my heart jump.  So did the almost splash down I had.  Slinging that 8wt, I had that cuda rock'n good.  You know what they say about a kayak-a-rock'n....you're about to be swim'n.  That's how the before sunrise fish'n went.  But I was set on hook'n a big brown so I kept at it after the sun was up until about 8 am.  But the water wasn't helping, almost 0 flow and very clear.  Not the best conditions for big streamers.  So I put the 8wt in the hull and pulled out the 5wt with a bugger.

Leaves are piling up on the water and in my net


Hooked up on 3 straight casts...but my set sucked.  1st fish, I strip set like I was redfishing, 2nd fish, try'n not to set like it's a red, I basically set like I was hold'n an egg.  3rd fish, more of a hybrid between the 2 others...and the fish was on for a little while.  I think I lost it more to it's impressive underwater yoga...head-to-tail touches...those bows are very flexible.

Great color and very healthy



The bows seemed to like the bugger I was throwing and I stuck with it for a couple hours.  I stripped it, swung it, and dead drifted it.  I managed about 15 bows.  The low, clear, zero flow conditions demanded an indicator and sowbug (not my favorite way to fish).   But it produced.

Get'n bent

 Didn't get as many, b/c I don't have the patience to watch a bobber (I missed several b/c I looked away), but they were bigger...cool with me.




Ended up covering about 3 miles of river and caught around 25 bows, all with great color and very healthy look'n.  Not a bad day for a guy trying his best to not snag himself.  Spoke with several people on the river, no browns caught.  I saw 2, and 1 looked like a log...they both saw me first and went real far, real fast.




Sun started to fade and I was exhausted.  I had been awake 36 straight hours, and still had to carry everything back to stinky face (I found the aroma long before I found the truck).  Which might explain why at one point, I looked down and saw a muddy cloud, and thought I had spooked a redfish.  Ended up being a sandy bottom.  Fish'n all over AR and LA maybe make'n me crazy...but I love it and fish porn!!!