this saturday matt's brother and his friend did the 40th annual kenduskeag stream portage...uhh canoe race. four hours of canoeing goodness. we hauled ass into town so we could stand in the cold and rain at six mile falls to watch them dump. they didn't tip, and neither did the guy who does the whole thing standing like a gondala dude, but a whole lot of other folks did. one guy screamed "fucking vultures" at the shore which was really nice for the children waving at their daddy.* a few boats actually sank more than tipped, water well covering the sides. some assholes next to us were shouting "bail bail, you can still win this thing." we laughed anyway.

it was great fun. it was great fun chasing them all over bangor and taking pictures. "here's a picture of them paddling, and another one of them paddling...". mostly we did alot of waiting in the rain. but we always knew when they were coming because nate was doing this primal male yelling thing the whole 16 miles and also shouting "that's my mom, say hi to my mom!" to his fellow paddlers as they passed us. it was an experience.


*who incidentally was trying to lift the canoe to empty it and wave at his kids at the same time.