The group for micro-serfs who'd rather be paddling!
this site is not active It is really just an archive of trip reports at this point, but it seemed worth resurrecting just for that. You find that lots of things are broken.
This virtual organization existed to serve its members, a group of friends
in the vicinity of Toronto, Ontario, Canada who liked to paddle together.
We didn't have any meetings. We didn't have any rules. We didn't have any
officers or structure. We just liked each other's company and we liked to
Feel free to read our trip logs.
"The movement of a canoe is like a reed
in the wind. Silence is part of it, and the
sounds of lapping water, bird songs and the
wind in the trees. It is part of the medium
through which it floats, the sky, the water
and the shores. A man is part of his canoe
and therefore part of all it knows."
There is magic in the feel of a paddle
and the movement of a canoe, a magic
compounded of distance, adventure, solitude,
and peace. The way of a canoe is the way of
the wilderness and of a freedom almost
forgotten. It is an antidote to insecurity,
the open door to waterways of ages past and
a way of life with profound and abiding
satisfactions. When a man is part of his
canoe, he is part of all that canoes have
— Sigurd F. Olsen, "The Singing Wilderness", 1956