I'll never forget my first morning paddling Flathead Lake - the water so clear I could count individual pebbles 20 feet below my kayak. A bald eagle circled overhead while the Mission Mountains reflected perfectly in the glassy surface. After two decades of kayaking from Texas to Alaska, Montana still takes my breath away every […]

I'll never forget my first time kayaking in Nevada. There I was, sweating in 105-degree Vegas heat, when my buddy Dave convinced me to drive an hour to paddle below Hoover Dam. "Trust me," he said, "you haven't lived until you've soaked in hot springs after paddling through Black Canyon." Three hours later, I was […]

Last spring, I found myself squeezing through a narrow passage 50 feet underground, lying flat in my kayak with nothing but a headlamp and the echo of dripping water for company. Welcome to underground kayaking in Missouri – just one of the mind-blowing paddling experiences the Show-Me State has to offer. After paddling Missouri's waters […]

The morning mist was still clinging to the Rio Grande when I pushed off from the Orilla Verde launch last May. My buddy Jake had been pestering me for months about paddling New Mexico, swearing the Land of Enchantment had some of the best-kept kayaking secrets west of the Mississippi. Turns out, he was dead […]

After paddling upstate New York's waterways for the past 12 years - from the glacier-carved Finger Lakes to the wild Adirondack wilderness - I've discovered that this region offers some of the most diverse kayaking experiences in the entire country. Last weekend, while watching sunrise paint the Catskill peaks orange from my kayak on Pepacton […]

The first time I paddled through the narrow channels of Ninigret Pond, a harbor seal popped up just 10 feet from my kayak. My heart raced, but the curious creature simply watched me for a moment before disappearing beneath the emerald waters. That's when I knew Rhode Island would become my favorite East Coast paddling […]

The morning mist was still clinging to the New River Gorge when I launched my kayak at Sandstone Falls last June. Within minutes, I'd spotted three bald eagles, navigated my first Class II rapid of the day, and remembered exactly why West Virginia had stolen my heart five years earlier. After paddling over 300 miles […]

I'll never forget the morning I first paddled out onto Sylvan Lake in the Black Hills. The granite spires reflected in the crystal-clear water looked like something straight out of a fantasy novel. After 15 years of kayaking in South Dakota, I've discovered this state holds some of the best-kept paddling secrets in the Midwest […]

The first time I paddled into Emerald Cave at La Jolla, I knew San Diego had ruined me for kayaking anywhere else. Where else can you spot leopard sharks in the morning, grab fish tacos for lunch, and finish the day surfing your kayak back through gentle waves? After spending the last decade exploring every […]

Last March, I watched a manatee surface three feet from my kayak in the crystal-clear waters of Silver Springs. The gentle giant's whiskers broke the surface as it munched on eelgrass, completely unbothered by my presence. That moment – paddling through 72-degree spring water so clear I could count individual scales on bass swimming beneath […]