This is a bittersweet morning. We’re packing the car and trailer and waiting for Robert to see us off before we head up to Ontario. It’s been a great week; it’s hard to say goodbye.
There are so many thing we haven’t written about: the rescue class, the rolling class, casual paddles in the Chester River, the presentation we gave about Great Lakes paddling opportunities, Jeremy and Noah flying kites, a day trip to Cape Henlopen State Park, and more.
But we can’t leave before writing a little bit about Hannah’s role during our time in Queenstown. She co-taught the “women on the water” class, bringing to it her playful spirit and her remarkable ability to work with all kinds of people. Her paddling skills are good enough that she can provide clean demonstrations, clear explanations and helpful critiques (essentials of kayak instruction), but that’s just the beginning. She can also inspire and motivate students with her enthusiasm and knack for saying just the right thing at just the right time. And she’s fun.
It’s delightful watching her evolve as both a paddler and an instructor. She’ll no doubt be both proud and a little embarrassed about this post, but we had to write it.