Why go kayaking?
Don’t tell me that when you were little, looking out the window of the car, you didn’t pretend to be a ninja running across the landscape.
Don’t hide behind the usual platitudes, like “if you ask me you’ll never understand” and other phrases from the morning, it’s a serious question to ask.
Why go kayaking?
I don’t remember exactly when (and if) I stopped pretending to be a ninja looking out the window, but surely since I go kayaking, when I look at a rapid, I like to imagine myself inside, I like to find a line, I imagine myself as a ninja, perfect and smoothy on the line, on my line.
The line: kayaking in the river, skiing on a mountain, mountain biking on a path, but drawing a line in the landscape changes everything.
So, at the end of the day, do you know any other way to feel like a ninja?
Become a ninja:
