From Alaska’s ice-cold rapids, Mexico’s warm-water chaos, and the long red miles of the Grand Canyon — everywhere I’ve been drawn to drag a boat and camera. This collection isn’t from one trip or one crew, that’s not how paddling works.

I see this sport as a story, paying attention to all the small details easily forgotten or overlooked.

The apprehensive tension at the put-in. The jittery anticipation of what uncertainty awaits downstream.
The roar of the water during a scout, the way the current feels through the hull, the blade slicing, perhaps the power of the current pushing against the face of the blade.

The post-rapid debrief with paddle partners, laughing at the close calls, celebrating the buttery-smooth ones that made the whole day worthwhile.

This isn’t about chasing the biggest drop.

It’s about chasing the feeling that hooks us, and keeps us coming back for more…