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All rights reserved. Designated trademarks are the property of their respective owners. Login with Facebook. By logging into your account, you agree to our Terms of Use and Privacy Policy , and to the use of cookies as described therein. Social Groups. Mark Forums Read. Thread Tools. Jan 6, am. Original Poster. Chile - A Disappointing Trip. This was our first trip to Chile and we were disappointed returned Jan. People- The people were consistently unfriendly. I wouldn't characterize them as rude, just not real friendly. Food- A big disapointment. It was ok, but I was expecting much better seafood. Fruit was good. Scenery- Pretty, but definitely a notch below Alaska and parts of Europe. Hotels- We stayed at some top quality hotels and were quite pleased. I can't say enogh good things about this property. It has everything. In the U. Lan Chile- International sevice and food were good. Business seats were not as comfortable as I had hoped. Domestic service and food were not good. Flight attendants were unattentive and somewhat rude at times. Staff at check-in also were unpleasant. One last thing that I found quite offensive I had to stand my ground by producing reservation documentation. I found this to be quite distasteful and hope this is not indicative of all Chileans. In my world travels, I have never experienced this sort of thing to this extent. View Public Profile. Find More Posts by aceflyer2. Post Options. Jan 6, pm. Sorry to hear your trip was a disappointment. Just curious -- do you speak Spanish? Find More Posts by snorkmaster. Glad you asked. I meant to put a comment on this in my report. I speak only a 'little' Spanish. We found that the majority of Chileans we encountered spoke very little English and made little effort to try to understand. We found this to be quite different from many Europeans who speak relatively more English and even when they don't, make a more concerted effort to understand. A few comments and observations: I am surprised about the unfriendly observations. On the other hand, most of my travels in Chile are in places not generally frequented by 'norteamericanos. Also when there are language barriers, sometimes the 'known words' are more direct. This can result in a not-friendly tone - in both directions. Food - its generally good but with simple preparations. I have only had a few 'outstanding' meals in all of my travels there, but very few bad ones. Lan - Yes a lot of the flights are very utilitarian in the style of service, but they are serving a lot of product during relatively short flights, on full aircraft. You get a lot more than you do on a US carrier on a 'comparable flight. The same with my rental car reservations. Its not that I have never had a discrepancy in Chile, but no more and much less than other places. Also just about every agency is a franchise under license of a US company and may be receiving bogus info, or the US company is selling a car type or product or rate that the franchisee never really offered. This is inexcusable and the US licensor really should have to make good on this. It was in September, and during early Believe me, I have had 'issues' during my travels in Chile. Almost every one has been resolved to my satisfaction without too much argument. It is possible that you just had a bunch of bad luck, or I've had a lot of good luck, or a combination of the both. As a further aside, during my rental car issue in Pto Montt in my recent report , Econorent discussed with me how the Santiago office guarantees cars that the local offices don't even have to rent, and Alamo told me upon asking the rep that people show up from the US with offers, rates, and promos that the franchise knows absolutely nothing about until the customer arrives. Anyway, those are my comments and observations, and its a shame you didn't enjoy your experience in Chile more than you did. Find More Posts by Eastbay1K. Seat 2A. I too am sorry to hear that you didn't enjoy your trip to Chile. I've made three separate trips down there and have wandered everywhere from Arica to Porvenir Tierra del Fuego. When it comes to traveling through other countries, especially those less developed than the West, I'm a pretty unassuming guy and although my once excellent Spanish is a tad rusty these days, I always found the Chileans to be a friendly and accommodating people. I look forward to my next trip! Find More Posts by Seat 2A. El Cochinito. Find More Posts by El Cochinito. Originally posted by Eastbay1K: Also when there are language barriers, sometimes the 'known words' are more direct. Find More Posts by kanebear. I've travelled extensively in Mexico, been with native mexicans who speak bilingually and are fluent in both and have NEVER heard Quisiera. Jan 7, am. I've never heard 'quisiera' here - so I just tried it next door at the bodega asking for a water. The old guy sort of smiled at me as he usually does when I butcher his language and corrected me 'quieres agua' I think it's a regional thing. Visit alanw's homepage! Find More Posts by alanw. Have you ever seen how US travel service providers assist people that don't speak the native language of the traveller? This is one of the most user-unfriendly countries if you don't speak the language. Eastbay1K, can you elaborate a bit more on prices? We're heading to Santiago in April, and I'm wondering if peso prices have held steady more or less over the past couple of years or have they dramatically increased while the dollar has tanked thus causing a double whammy for US visitors? Jan 9, pm. Latin Americans can view Spaniards as being direct to the point of bluntness, or even rudeness. I agree, though, that in some parts of Latin America, the extra politeness that comes with indirect speech may have better results. Find More Posts by Michael. I always find comments about language and cultural sensitivity to be interesting, and I find them even more interesting on a board of travelers. My 2cents in response to the comment 'Chileans we encountered spoke very little English and made little effort to try to understand In all my years here, I remember very few instances when people came up to me and just assumed that I spoke their language. The vast majority of tourists seem to know at least 'please help' or 'where is' or 'subway' or some basic English phrases. I speak Spanish very well, but certainly not as well as I speak English. When a tourist sounds 'rude' I try to remember that I would probably have a hard time asking for things politely in Russia or Germany or Sweden or Japan. Having said that, I do like when people somehow through their words, tone, or facial expression acknowledge that they are visiting my country and therefore my language is the 'right' one at the moment. Complete lack of courtesy puts me off. And by the way, it seems odd for you to expect that the average Chilean will speak English when relatively few Americans speak a foreign language. I am sorry that you had a disappointing trip. We have all had less-than-wonderful travel experiences, yet we keep trying. I thought Chile was a great country. The Lake District was beautiful, Chiloe was quaintly fascinating, Torres del Paine was one of the most spectacular places I have ever seen, and the cruise I took between Punta Arenas and Ushuaia was a highlight of my travels. Well, my moment happened in Puerto Montt, where a kind hostel owner made me a homemade spaghetti dinner and refused to take any money for it. A person like that makes the whole trip worthwhile. I hope you get to meet him if you ever go back Jan 10, am. Three other female friends and myself returned from a trip to Chile in December and we had a wonderful time. We constantly said to each other, 'everyone here is so friendly and bends over backwards to help up. We didn't stay in expensive hotels, but in small pensions and hotels that usually ran us about per person per night. The inn keepers were always willing to try to answer our questions and provided some great advise. The taxi drivers were all very courteous and helpful. In fact 'Gabriel' raced after a bus that we just departed to try to retrieve some glasses that one of my friends left in the seat pocket. Another taxi driver came back to our hostel in Punta Arenas to deliver a disposable camera that we had left in the trunk. He left it at the desk and, unfortunately, we were unable to tip him for his thoughtfulness. When I locked the car keys in the trunk of the car, 4 policeman came to our rescue and spent over 30 minutes trying to 'jack' the car before I called the rental agency to rescue us. Another time in Valperazo 5 policeman escorted us onto the correct local bus to take us to the bus depot for our trip back to Santiago. They told us that it wasn't necessary to take a taxi and told the bus driver that we were to ride gratis. I agree that the food was not fabulous, but it was very good. One of the restaurants that we dined in turned off the lights in the dining room to bring out a candle lit dessert to my friend who was celebrating her birthday. Everyone sang 'Felez Cumpleanous' and it was wonderful. We thought that the scenery was beautiful. The waterfalls, lakes, and volcanoes in the Lake district, the darling island of Chiloe, and of course the incredible Torres del Paine are all on my 'hope to see again list. We spent a lot of time with our noses in our phrase books and saying 'por favor. It's all part of the adventure. We had a fabulous time. It's a beautiful country and I've told countless people that it's definately a destination that should be considered for future travels. Thread Tools Show Printable Version. Email this Page. Advanced Search. Forum Jump. Close X.
We spent most of our time on Vagar, Streymoy, Eysturoy and Suduroy. I'll focus on a dozen or so key photo spots that I visited over my week on the islands.
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Leave a Comment. It has been a whirlwind these last few months. I say that with the lightest of hearts and with the utmost gratitude! The hospitality and food there is unbeatable, not to mention the faces of a vibrant Sea Kayak Community! It is not every day that we get to be vulnerable like that in front of so many people…to me this speaks miles for the community to which I belong. Having so much fun this fall in the Sterling Progression. Since this fall whirlwind of paddling and symposium I have taken some time to reflect. More and more I am listening to the wise voice within and learning to create some quality time for me — Learning to heed my own teachings. Then it follows that we secure the safety of the group and finally we take care of the person in need. Without making sure you, the rescuer — the actor in the scenario, is safe and secure first, the potential outcome of the rescue begins to look less favourable. This is some advice I am learning to use in my day to day life. In the buzz and excitement of what makes up the whirlwind that I have only begun to describe above, I find myself feeling unable to find time to recharge in a meaningful, reflective way. In my 3rd season of guiding on Vancouver Island, working trip after trip, back to back, cooking all day, guiding 8 people in the Canadian wilderness… I was almost burnt out. I was exhausted and although I loved sharing guided wilderness experiences with guests from around the world, I was close to tears by the end of July. Perhaps I was just about at my breaking point, just on the edge of total exhaustion when I realized that I could literally cut wood and carry water, chop onions and fix tarps all day. I learned that summer to stop and read for 20 minutes at a time; To go and sit near the waters edge for 15 minutes and breath deeply; To take some time to listen to the stars at night. By the end of the summer I felt better than when I had started. The funny thing was, is that even though I was taking time away from cutting wood and carrying water, the busy stuff… the trips continued to run smoothly, maybe better. It is a simple lesson, it seems and I have clearly learned it at least once before. What feels different this time is that I listened to the call well before I became overwhelmed… like a precautionary does of self love. To rediscover the wild parts of the self that are waiting to be heard. Ahh… sweet excitement in the knowledge that I am learning to listen to the call and more importantly learning how to to answer. What shape waits in the seed of you. Posted on September 15, By katehives in Uncategorized. A day of reflection! I love my work, I am grateful for my opportunities and the people who mirror myself back to me. Take a breath today and notice the magic! Posted on September 2, By katehives in Uncategorized. I was recently asked for my opinion around how we can encourage more women into the sport of Sea Kayaking. This has been a topic that has been circling my awareness for some time now and as a woman in sea kayaking, I feel it deserves some further investigation. It may be true that there are more men participating in sea kayaking than women; We see this represented at symposium, in coaching demographics and on the water. However, the question itself of how we might encourage more women into sea kayaking, might be missing the point. The reasons that we participate in sea kayaking are varied and diverse, just like our community of paddlers. In the same breath, we need to acknowledge the various different styles of paddling that people participate in. From flat water touring in lakes and calm water; to long challenging expeditions circumnavigating continents; rough, adrenalin packed play around waves, surf and rivers; technical rolling skills with traditional blades; racing and glide at high speeds; and so much more…we all find a niche within the sport that suits our needs, hopefully. This is the point… we are diverse community of paddlers, with a range of motivations for participation in the sport. So what then are the barriers that inhibit newcomers from joining? I can identify some obvious offenders like time, money, knowledge and fear, however I will highlight that these affect both men and women. With such a mix of paddlers, motivations and challenges how can we build our community to create a stronger more inclusive and unified adventure sport? We are all paddlers, regardless of what kind of waters we like to paddle — this needs to be a part of our dialogue. There is room for all kinds of paddlers in this community, we need to foster acceptance around this reality. What this looks like in practice is clear communication around paddling events and excursions. In creating space for a discussion around individual expectations, goals and desires, participants can more accurately select a paddling partner or group that suits their needs. There is nothing more important in building a strong, healthy and vibrant community than clear communication and acceptance of diversity. My call to action here is to build acceptance around all genres of paddling from calm water paddles to rough water play , to support newcomers to the sport and cultivate clarity around expectations on our trips and events. There is room for a little bit of everything in this community, but it requires support from all angles. Love what you do, inspire others to do what they love. In one of those early summers we myself and a two other guides bought charts for our dream trip. It was a trip that was accomplishable in about 8 days; a timespan that might accommodate the short periods of time we had off between working days. The route included some of the more rugged and committing coastline that the Central Coast of British Columbia had to offer; it was complete with plenty of headlands and open water crossings that might be friendly enough in calm to moderate conditions but that also have the potential to be extremely challenging, chunky sections of water if the wind, wave and tidal streams are not fully cooperative. The plan was to paddle the outside of the many archipelagos that dot the coastline southwards towards Calvert Island, around its western border, crossing to the BC mainland, south around Cape Caution and back to the Vancouver Island shores of Port Hardy. This summer I set aside 9 days to dust off the old charts and catch a ferry to Bella Bella with Nick Cunliffe, all set with enough food, gear and supplies for the 8 days we had given ourselves to enjoy the planned Nautical Mile Nm paddle it would take us to return to Port Hardy. You dream something, just enough to make it happen and the challenge then comes in the living of that dream, which may certainly not end up the way you had expected, but might just surprise you in the best of ways! Which is absolutely what happened as we paddled west out into the wild BC coast waters and then turned south towards Goose Island in our first two days on the water. But apart from the odd sport fisherman occasionally spotted and two lone kayakers on a distant beach, we were alone with the wolves, the cougars and the bears. On our third day, sat on the north end of Goose Island, we had a tough decision to make. With winds forecast to be NW kn into the foreseeable future we were unsure whether it would be wise or even fun to continue southwards on our journey. We found ourselves sitting on a beautiful west facing, crescent beach having to decide whether to continue south towards our destination or to play it safe, staying to explore the archipelagos around Bella Bella and having the option to catch a ferry back south if need be. We decided to play it safe and have a little sleep in. We got on the water at the crack of 11 AM in winds that were forecast to be kn from the northwest, but found it an easy and playful paddle as we crossed the 5Nm to the Tribal Group in a lumpy crosswind. It felt like we were backtracking, each paddle stroke taking us further away from our destination. But we had a plan: we would have a short 8Nm day and rest in preparation for the potential long paddling days we might have ahead if the forecast improved. We camped on a small slice of beach that was only just big enough for our tiny tent. We were relieved that the later forecasts called for winds to abate and ease to a manageable kn for next few days. It is always good to be reminded that we are not the only ones out here. White sand beaches or Northern Calvert Island. It was here we had our second big decision to make. Weather looked favourable, with no major red flags or winds beyond 30kn, we decided to make the move around the Cape. This was, by far the most technically and mentally challenging leg of the journey as it required paddling out into meter seas with rebounding waves off the steep rocky shores and an ebb current running against the swell direction. It was a confusing mess of deep troughs, waves — some breaking, threatening boomers and multi-directional swell! The technical challenge of reading the erratic heaving seas and moving quickly though the rough water was invigorating, but the mental challenge in recognizing the level of commitment we were undertaking if the seas were to remain in this state remained at the top of the list. We paddled out beyond the lumpy and unpredictable seas to more offshore waters where things began to organize and become truly fun and even surfable. Our beautiful beach that night was well earned after a long day of paddling to make up miles and topped off with some adrenalin packed paddling. Enjoying the ocean swell and the little surfs along the way. Fog Just beginning to clear. But if I had to tell just one… We were paddling the stretch of open water between Calvert Island and the Mainland Coast side by side with a quick but relaxed pace in a low undulating swell. It all happened in less than 10 seconds, but the effect was long-lasting! I spent the remainder of the crossing belly laughing at the sight of it, as Nick dealt with the aftermath of being smacked by 20 pounds of fish and the worry that he might now be bear bait as a few silvery scales on his t-shirt glistened in the sun accompanied by the perfume of salmon. You never know what might happen out there, but you have to go there to find out. Wolf Tracks!! Posted on June 25, By katehives in Uncategorized. Adventures outside of Canada this year have dominated my time. From the coasts of Anglesey and the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales, up towards Scotland and the Inner Hebrides, to the waters off the coast of Tasmania and Australia and even some time spent paddling the oceans and rivers of Chile, it has been non stop paddling this year taking me to a diverse range of beautiful and challenging waters. So it is with renewed eyes that I return to my home waters to explore some of the gems of the west coast of BC. I had skimmed my tide book searching for dates where Skookumchuck would be running and my search ended when my eyes stopped at the number It is an expression of current speed, that is I wanted to see it, even if it meant spending a little more time watching the wave rather than surfing it and the tides on the days following were setting up perfectly for the other 2 races up the coast. The tide was really low when we arrived and the wave quickly built as the current speed reached 8 knots in under an hour creating a steep and playful green face that we could have some fun on. By the end of 2 nd hour the wave had developed a stout foam pile and the downstream waves had followed suit. By the end of the 3 rd hour the water was moving a healthy 16 knots and the front wave greened out to a big, boiling lump with two massive holes behind it that would surely keep a sea boat in their clutches for some time. There was also a meaty outwash that I did not fancy tackling in my longboat, so instead…we made dinner. It was delicious, with the soundtrack roar of whitewater playing in the background. As the 4 th hour approached and the tide height continued to rise the wave reformed as a green glassy shoulder with a small white pocked on the left… it was worth the wait! The day ended with a sunset paddle back to Egmont government dock and a dark sky as the moon is new, just a sliver in the sky. Hanging out on the rock at shook waiting for the water to look more inviting. Day three took us 6 nautical miles north to Okisollo Rapids. I have spent far less time at this venue than the previous other two. It is a bit more of a mission to get here and so often is a second choice because of that… which is crazy!!! We had to wait for the tide to rise a little before it became surf-able, but again, it was worth the wait for some beautiful, long, clean rides and some smooth turns. As the wave began to flatten out at the end of the 4 th hour we loaded our gear back into the kayaks and rode the last of the flood back to surge narrows for some rum and coke and dinner. So, can it be done? Can you catch 3 different world class BC tide races in 3 days? Answer: of course you can!! I recommend starting with something huge. Something that makes you think twice, something that scares the drysuit pants off of you, something like Skook at After that, everything else seems easy ier! Posted on June 3, By katehives in Uncategorized. Kokatat Blog — by Kate Hives. Posted on May 18, By katehives in Adventure. Sometimes, when adventure calls, you must answer. My adventure to the UK this past winter has taught me so much! It has humbled me as a paddler, created learning opportunities beyond my wildest dreams and shown me beauty in places I never knew existed. I know that travel is expensive, it costs the earth and it takes you away from your home waters and community, but it does wonders for perspective. Arriving back to the smell of the Pacific Ocean, the musty perfume of cedar trees and the call of the Canadian raven gives me pause for thanks and gratitude for the sense of place I have here on my Vanvouver Island home. I miss this place, and arriving back here after a time away from the routine of everyday life, I have renewed eyes from which to see it. I am excited to see the beaches dotted with wolf tracks, the pounding surf of the outer island, the coolness of the rainforest and the warm waters compared to the Irish Sea of the Pacific. The only challenge with travel is that it opens up new possibilities and my dreams are bigger now! There are so many places to see, places both far and near… With all the wonderful places to see in this world, I wonder what I have yet to discover here? I am so grateful for the opportunities that are afforded to me, the people I have met along the way and am excited for what might happen next. What have I learned this time around? Dream big! Open your heart to adventure both far and near… And find the courage to say yes to the unknown! Navigating through Scottish waters, looking towards the Grey Dogs. Island of Scarba to the left and Lunga to the right. We had a few days to explore the area but the tides were Neaps so epic surfing in those spots listed above would just have to wait. We set out with the intention of heading to the Garvellachs via the Grey Dogs on the north end of the Island of Scarba. This is a pinch point where tidal races form as water is squeezed through a small channel. I will have to come back to see this place on a spring tide to surf it, most certainly!! But this time round in Scotland I am spending time enjoying exploring the area by way of kayak, rather than park and play. The beautiful landscapes of the Firth of Lorne from the Garvellachs. Everything is just as it says it is… well! It seemed that we were fighting a headwind no matter where we went but the beauty of the place seemed to overshadow the challenge of the wind. There are not many trees here, just sheep, but it makes it possible to see the rocky contours of the land and the ruins of centuries of human habitation. Brendan the Navigator created a monastery in AD was a special treat. Amazing that they have endured for years!!! On top of the Garvellachs looking North along the ridge across the Firth of Lorne. I was a little nervous as we timed the tides and headed for the Gulf of Corryvreckan. We paddled through at slack water with a bit of push heading east. There was turbulence in the water and I wish I could have spent 12 hours there watching the water as it moved through the gulf…but the wind was cold and so were my hands so we paddled on to find somewhere to have a cup of tea and some porridge in the early morning. Thanks Scotland! We set out and around the heads and as we turned right and headed south in moderately bumpy seas and a light South East wind, the rain began in the most satisfying of ways. I should have known that there might be something more to accompany that rain. As we turned around at Diamond Bay to start our return trip along the vertical cliffs, we heard the loud BANG of thunder ahead of us and as we sat in the pouring rain having a quick snack, more lightning and thunder. With the heavy rain and sloppy seas it was challenging to see all other 9 paddlers so staying together became imperative. The electric storm acted as a great motivator to paddle hard and fast as we surfed the waves with the wind behind us back towards the mouth of Sydney Harbour. The lightening storm passed in front of us and continued on to our right as we headed north and by the time we made it back to South Head the rain had subsided and the clouds lifted. It was certainly a great paddle in the wild waters of the Tasman Sea. Big thanks to Rob Mercer from Expedition Kayaks for lending me a boat and getting me out there! I see there are so many amazing possibilities around this beautiful coastline! Posted on March 7, By katehives in Uncategorized. There were glow-in-the-dark mushrooms, flying fish, birds with wingspans of more than 3 meters and Fairy penguins calling out from beneath the rocks. Sounds pretty trippy, eh? All it took was a journey down under to the southern latitude of 42 degrees and a small adventure in the Tasman Sea. There are so many places to explore in this world that sometimes the possibilities overwhelm me. Arriving in Tasmania was a shock to my system as the hot sun beat down on my tender Canadian winter skin. I covered up with plenty of sunscreen, long sleeve Kokatat thermals, a wide brim hat and set out with a few locals to paddle a little piece of the Eastern shore of Southern Tasmania… a modest 30 nautical miles around Maria Island. The two days were sun drenched and windy as the afternoon sea breeze picked up and we paddled clockwise around Maria Island trying not to think of the likely close presence of sharks. The shoreline was plenty distracting though to keep my mind far from the idea of a blockbuster sequel. Cruising along the coastline, I watched as it morphed from layers of sandstone filled with fossils on the northern tip, to metamorphic layers folded and bent above giant caves, progressing finally to the monolithic slabs of red granite that lined the southern end of the northern most island. As we made our way southwards with a 15 — 20 knot headwind we were visited by gliding albatross that seemed very interested in our strange crafts, penguins that darted about underneath our boats in the turbulent seas and passed black-faced cormorants that lined the rocks with their wings outstretched to dry in the breeze. After a long day on the water we relaxed under a moonless sky in a protected cove listening to the forest filled with sounds of Kookaburra, penguins, possums and wallabies. It was an intense cacophony of forest sounds that made sleep a restless endeavor, but somehow magical; I was grateful to be in this beautiful spot beneath the towering Gum trees. 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Posted on February 23, By katehives in Uncategorized. The globe trotting adventures continue with an adventure to Australia. What a blast! Woot woot! I love paddling! Happy 50th Werner! I am excited about the mind expanding possibilities that this program can offer me and hope that it will lead to new avenues and more exciting adventures in the future. The most wonderful thing about this program is that aside from a month long residency on the campus itself, the rest of the program is designed to be completed in an online environment, allowing for me to continue my travels around the world and through the waters!!! Who says technology is a pain in the butt!?! Here is a little video introduction i made to introduce myself to my peers in the program. My first adventure to Chile some years ago gave me a taste of some of the white water that Region X 10 has to offer. The Futaleful Valley delivered with beautiful canyons, challenging rapids and a thriving white water community. 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It was enough to get our faces wet and to feel the pulse of the river back underneath us. After feeling confident in our skills and settling into our rented equipment, we were all set to take on the upper section of the Trancura. It was a challenging and amazing river! Complete with pushy water, pool-drop rapids, a few must make moves, a portage and a few sweet play-spots with good eddy service, the river served up everything we needed! The most wonderful feeling for me, was found in the process of scouting a line, making moves on the water with intention, arriving at the bottom only to look up, smile and see a volcano staring back at you through the forested mountains and the blooming flowers of springtime. Ya… I know that all sounds dreamy, but unfortunately that was how it felt! The combination of moving through a new and beautiful landscape and the challenge of running unknown whitewater gave me pause to be particularly greatful. From breathtaking sea kayaking and longboat surfing on the beautiful Chilean coastline, to whitewater adventures in the Andean mountains, this trip has rekindled my love for the river and inspired me more deeply to experiment with the push of water. I feel very lucky indeed! Tags: KayakChile. When I received an email in my inbox in regards to a Sea Kayak Symposium to be hosted by Pueblito Expeditiones in Valdivia, Chile, I did not hesitate once in making my decision to go. I have had the opportunity to paddle in Chile once before in when I was guiding a few trips in Region XI, the second most southern region of Patagonia, and jumped at the opportunity to return to the southern hemisphere. The Simposio de Kayak Pacifico Sur was a huge success bringing over 75 eager students from around Chile and Argentina together in the small coastal community of Chaihuin for four days of sea kayak instruction, delicious food and classic, friendly Chilean hospitality. It was springtime when I arrived in late October and leaves were just budding on the trees with a showing of early spring flowers. Temperatures were fairly warm at It was in Chile that my curiosity for bird watching was first sparked. As we drove the road to the city of Valdivia it was easy to spot the Black Necked Swans in the marshes to the roadside and my excitement started to swell. We had an amazing array of venues in which to teach that included a calm river to work on strokes and maneuvers, Los Cormillos the fangs to practice rough water maneuvers and rock gardening and a beautiful sand beach with some beautiful surf breaks for long boat surfing. There was something for everyone. Even the weather represented well with mostly sun, peppered with the classic rain and wind storms that roll in from the South and leave just as quickly to remind us all that weather down in Patagonia is a very changeable thing; it kept us on our toes. 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I hope to return next year with even better Spanish for more adventures with an inspired South American paddling community!! I love being a part of our global paddling community!! Posted on September 11, By katehives in Uncategorized. It is such a cool sight to wait, watch, and then paddle hard to hit some big glassy up-to-ten-foot waves. So stoked to have met more of this great coaching team last eve and excited to meet all the students! Paddling culture rules!! Posted on August 29, By katehives in Uncategorized. It has been a long summer of Sea Kayak Instruction, personal paddling, time with friends and family and the beginning of an Academic Adventure… so of course, I thought it would be great to head out with 3 good friends and 6 Sterlings Kayaks across Canada. The catalyst for this trip is the Bay of Fundy Sea Kayak Symposium where Rowan Gloag, Costain Leonard and myself will be coaching sea kayaking with a great team of coaches and a pile of inspired students!!! Paddle Hard and Play Safe!!! Posted on August 11, By katehives in Uncategorized. I have recently been enjoying my new Kokatat Icon drysuit. Not only do I love the T-Zipper closure but the colour options are amazing. Check out this little blog post about non-verbal communications in rough water… or calm water, for that matter!!! Happy paddling!! Non-Verbal signals…best seen in safety orange!!! Posted on February 9, By katehives in Uncategorized. But check this… we still managed to surf, play and have a wicked good time!!! Posted on February 8, By katehives in Uncategorized. Posted on February 5, By katehives in Uncategorized. Kate Hives At home on the water. Posted on September 2, By katehives in Uncategorized 1 Comment. Morning Sunrise over the Tribal Group. The Route — Nm. What keeps you in Paddling? Check out this cutie little story about a wicked woman shredding the waves at PPS! Oh Canada!!! The sky is on fire! Taking Flight. South Sydney Head — Thunderstorms et al. 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