#Birch Bark Canoe

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National Canoe Day

National  Canoe Day is celebrated on June 26 every year. Though it is a Canadian  holiday, it’s celebrated in the U.S. as well. Canoeing is both a sport  and a recreational activity — one that’s relaxing and good for the  environment. Wherever there is water, there are canoeists. On National  Canoe Day thousands visit their favorite waterways, exploring their  lakes and rivers or participating in competitive aquatic events.  Canoeing is a fun activity that’s easy to learn and friendly to people  across different age groups. It’s also a low-impact form of exercise, so  it’s good for your health too.

History of Canoe Day

Canoes  have been around for millennia and used by different cultures and  civilizations throughout the ages. The oldest canoe in existence dates  back to 8000 B.C. It was carved out by hand with basic flintstone tools  from the hollowed-out trunk of a pine tree. Canoes predate the arrival  of Europeans on the American continent. They were widely used as a  method of transport, catching food, trading items, and even in warfare.

Native  Americans used canoes made of birch-bark trees, tying together strips  of wood with strong roots, then sealing them up with a pitch to prevent  leakage. In 3500 B.C. the design of South American canoes was simpler  but still effective. They made their boats from hollowed-out logs, which  they expanded with heat and sharpened on both ends. This made them cut  through the water faster. Around 1500 B.C. Polynesians had very  elaborate, colorful canoes equipped with sails and crossbeams. They were  much larger and sturdier than conventional canoes as their purpose was  ocean voyages.

By the 19th century, the techniques and technology  for building canoes had evolved thanks to centuries of interaction with  Europeans. Canoeing became a popular activity in the Western world as a  result of this. In a world when ships and railroads existed, there was  no need for canoes to be utilized for maritime transportation. Instead,  Europeans used them for recreational and sporting purposes. John  MacGregor, an English explorer who popularized canoeing in the United  States and Europe, created the Royal Canoe Club of London in 1866.  This  was followed by the “American Canoe Association” formed in 1880. In  1946, the International Canoe Federation was founded, acting as the  umbrella body for national canoe organizations worldwide.

Canoe Day timeline

1924 Canoeing Joins the Olympics

Canoeing debuts as an Olympic demonstration sport at the Paris Olympics.

1944 The Introduction of Aluminum Canoes

William  Hoffman, Vice President of Grumman Aircraft Engineering Corporation,  comes up with an idea for a lightweight canoe made of aluminum.

1955 The Discovery of the Oldest Canoe

The ‘Pesse’ canoe — considered the world’s oldest known boat — is discovered in the village of Pesse in the Netherlands.

1987 The Discovery of the Second-Oldest Canoe

The ‘Dufuna’ canoe — the second oldest canoe — is discovered by a cattle herdsman in Nigeria while he is digging a well.

Canoe Day FAQs

What is a canoe person?

A canoe person or canoeist is someone who paddles a canoe.

How many miles can you canoe in a day?

You  can canoe for roughly 20 miles in one day, factoring in things like  speed and mileage. This adds up to about seven hours of non-stop  paddling for an entire day, with breaks in-between.

How difficult is it to canoe?

Canoeing is not a difficult task. Most people learn how to paddle solo canoes in an hour or two.

Canoe Day Activities

Go for canoe lessons

Attend a canoe race

Buy a canoe

Learning  how to row a canoe is a great way to celebrate National Canoe Day. It’s  not a difficult skill to pick up at all, it just takes a bit of  practice and dedication. You can learn with a solo canoe, a two-person  canoe for someone special, or a four-person canoe for larger groups.

Whitewater  canoeing is an exciting sport. As you watch the races you’ll quickly  realize that it takes great skill to navigate rapids without flipping  over or crashing. As a spectator, you get to experience the thrill with  none of the risks.

Buying  a canoe can prove quite convenient if you live near rivers or lakes.  This way you can celebrate National Canoe Day each year by taking your  craft out for a spin on the water. Besides, canoeing is a peaceful,  relaxing activity that keeps you in shape.

5 Interesting Facts About Canoeing

The longest canoe trip

Florida has the eldest canoes

Hungarians are canoeing champions

Canoes are different from kayaks

Canoes were used during WW2

In  1980, Don Starkell and his teenage sons paddled from Winnipeg, Canada  to the Amazon River, covering more than 12,000 miles over two years.

Florida has more than 400 old, dug-out canoes preserved in their original state — the highest number in the world.

Hungary has won 41 medals in canoeing since 1980, with 18 of them being gold medals.

Canoes  have open decks with rowers sitting or kneeling inside the canoe, while  kayaks have closed decks with a hole cut in the center where the rower  sits.

During  Operation Frankton, canoes were used to transport commandos to raid  ships in the French port of Bordeaux, which was under German occupation  at the time.

Why We Love Canoe Day

It highlights an obscure sport

It teaches us to appreciate the environment

It keeps canoeing relevant

Canoeing  is one of the lesser-known watersports. It doesn’t get much mainstream  coverage compared to other events like swimming, sailing, or diving.  National Canoe Day brings awareness to this activity and its competitive  watersports variants.

Whether  you’re doing it recreationally or competing in an event, canoeing takes  place outdoors. On National Canoe Day, we get in touch with mother  nature and deepen our appreciation for the environment.

National  Canoe Day doesn’t just celebrate one of the oldest forms of transport  and recreation. It also keeps the conversation on this activity going.  Every year on June 26, more people get to know about canoeing and its  history.

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A Blue Canoe and Turtle

Native American symbolism in a canoe and a turtle on a rich blue background. An ideal format for beach homes, lake house or any space that loves the great outdoors! GET THE CANOE HERE! GET THE TURTLE HERE!

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A common joke that comes with freshwater lakes is that they are superior to the saltwater because they are "shark-free." While indeed many ponds and rivers can rest easy knowing they don't have razor-toothed flesh eating fish within them, that comfort cannot be given to all freshwater bodies. One must remember that every ecosystem has its predators, with issues only arising when they get too big or aggressive. Yes, the lakes don't have sharks, but they have other fish that some would consider even worse...

The native Americans knew quite well where log gars could be found. It was in waters where their canoes were chewed into splinters. This is because log gars possess a nasty set of serrated teeth and an incredible aggression towards wooden objects. Log gars are carnivorous fish, using their long toothy jaws to shred prey. While they will happily eat whatever they come across, it should be noted that their primary prey are beavers. This is where their saw-like teeth come into play, as these weapons help rip through beaver dens and dams so that they can get at the morsels behind the wooden walls. A lifestyle of devouring beavers has led to the species developing a link between food and wood, where chewing through wooden objects inevitably leads to meat. While this does lead to them attacking fallen branches, their beliefs were validated when man and his wooden boats came to their waters.

The natives of these regions learned this lesson, and so would others who came. Canoes of wood and birch bark were seen as targets, and the log gar's teeth sawed through them with ease. Torn open by these eager fish, the boats would sink and leave the floating men inside at the mercy of these gar. To no surprise, quite a few folk were devoured by the log gar. Even loggers who floated their products down the river fell to these nasty fish, who detected the presence of meat atop it all. Many attempts were made to be rid of these terrors, but the log gar is no easy foe. Their bodies are covered with hard scales coated in dentine, which can repel spear and hook. Attempts to stab them often fail, and their razor teeth mean hook and line is easily severed. Nets are torn to ribbons and any more extreme efforts would jeopardize the rest of the aquatic life within. Even if someone were to master a way to catch them, their populations are high enough that it would be impossible to deplete them by hand.

Even as nasty as they are, natives did occasionally succeed in catching these fish or finding dead ones. Those that they could harvest would have their scales used as arrowheads and shielding, while their jaws made fine makeshift saws. Log gar meat is seen as disgusting, due to its composition and their propensity to swallow a whole lot of sawdust during their feeding frenzies. Their hard scales also make them a pain to fillet, though they may help make your knife sharper!

Log gars proved to be a menace in many lakes, causing quite a few to be marked off limits for water sports and other recreational activities. When man started to switch from wood to fiberglass, the attacks on these vessels lessened. The few log gar that made the mistake of attacking these ships often perished after swallowing chunks of fiberglass, leading to a painful demise. While this does make water travel safer against these fish, it still isn't recommended in some areas due to the possibility of someone falling in. Even if your boat doesn't sink, an accidental tumble into the water can end in a bloody demise.

Though hated and feared by many, often considered pests and menaces, the log gar does get its rare times to shine. Their scales make for neat jewelry, and one renowned power tool company has one as their mascot. They are also highly valued as fishing trophies, due to the extreme difficulty to catch one and the fact that many older larger specimens remain around today. And who could forget the charming children's safety scissors made to look just like them?

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"Log Gar"

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Paul Coze. Young Cree Woman With Birch Bark Container - Waterhen River, Northern Saskatchewan, circa 1928- 1934.

Paul Coze. Repairing a Crack in a Birch Bark Canoe with Hot Resin - Waterhen River Cree - Northern Saskatchewan, circa 1928 - 1934.

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Remember Your Asemaa

There was once a boy. He lived by a creek with his grandmother. In the early evenings, he would go out before the sun set to look for things.

His grandmother had a gift. She was a maker, and she always transformed anything he brought home to her into something magical.

His grandmother taught him from very young the importance of laying your asemaa down as an offering, to say miigwetch for what you are taking from the land.

One time, the boy went out looking, offered his tobacco, and brought home a big partridge miigwan. He gave the feather to ookomisan, and she made a beautiful dreamcatcher to hang above his bed by the window.

Another time, he found a nice birch tree. He put down some asemaa and began peeling the bark. When he got home, his grandmother spent the whole weekend weaving a strong basket so they could pick more miinan.

This time, though, the boy went out and found a short, smooth piece of driftwood. As he was examining it, something else down by the water caught his eye. A small, rounded rock with a hole in the center. The boy, now excited, took the piece of wood and the rock back with him in a hurry as the sun was beginning to set.

The next morning, his grandmother admired the piece of wood he brought back before deciding what it would become. She began working and the boy sat in the corner playing with the small rock he found. He looked up, and saw a transformation take place before his very eyes. His grandmother tossed the whittled bits from her lap into the fireplace and came over to the boy with mitigo-jiimaan. He took it from her and they headed outside to the creek to test it out.

He placed it down onto the water. It worked! It could float! The boy jumped up and hugged his grandmother to thank her. The boy stayed outside awhile to play with his little wooden canoe.

The next morning, the boy's grandmother was upset. She explained that when she woke up she found the small canoe she had worked so hard making had been broken in half.

The boy begged his grandmother to believe that he would never break it. She thought for a moment, and asked him to calmly explain what happened the day before. When he was done, his grandmother instantly knew what had gone wrong. He had forgotten to offer tobacco. She sent the boy out with some asemaa in one half of the broken canoe, and some maple taffy in the other to offer up to memegwesiwag. She told him that the little people would accept his apology if he made sure to always offer his tobacco.

Early the next morning, the boy went to grab his special rock to take with him to go see what had happened to his canoe down by the creek. It was gone! The boy raced down to the water, hoping for some good news. His canoe wasn't there anymore, either!

The boy ran back home to his grandmother and started crying. She hugged him and told him to calm down, and that she would make him some cedar tea. The boy went to his corner by the fireplace, and couldn't believe his eyes. There was his now-fixed mitigo-jiimaan, complete with tiny, ornate carvings along where the crack had been. Inside the canoe, he found his rock turned into a necklace. His grandmother told him that he should wear it every day, to remind him to always remember his asemaa.

Chi-miigwech for reading and sharing my story.

asemaa: tobacco

miigwetch: thank you

miigwan: feather

ookomisan: [his] grandmother

miinan: blueberries

memegwesiwag: little people (dwarf spirits)

mitigo-jiimaan: wooden canoe

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Tekeni Teiohate, The Two Row Wampum

“You say that you are our Father and I am your son. We say, We will not be like Father and Son, but like Brothers. This wampum belt confirms our words. These two rows will symbolize two paths or two vessels, traveling down the same river together. One, a birch bark canoe, will be for the onkwehón:we, their laws, their customs and their ways. The other, a ship, will be for the white people and their laws, their customs and their ways. We shall each travel the river together, side by side, but in our boat. Neither of us will make compulsory laws or interfere in the internal affairs of the other. Neither of us will try to steer the other’s vessel.” “As long as the Sun shines upon this Earth, that is how long OUR Agreement will stand; Second, as long as the Water still flows; and Third, as long as the Grass Grows Green at a certain time of the year. Now we have Symbolized this Agreement and it shall be binding forever as long as Mother Earth is still in motion.” Rotinonshón:ni-Dutch treaty, 1613

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Henri Julien ''Birch bark Canoe that Flies'' pen & ink Christmas in Quebec...'Bewitched Canoe'.. appears to be over St. Louis Bay, Duluth

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The Mysterious Peterborough Petroglyphs

The Peterborough Petroglyphs are the largest collection of ancient rock carvings in all of North America, made up of over 900 images carved into crystalline limestone located near Peterborough in Ontario, Canada.

Designated a National Historic Site of Canada in 1976, local indigenous people believe that this is an entrance into the spirit world and that the Spirits actually speak to them from this location. They call it Kinoomaagewaapkong, which translates to "the rocks that teach."

The petroglyphs are carved into a single slab of crystalline limestone which is 55 metres long and 30 metres wide. About 300 of the images are decipherable shapes, including animals, humans, shamans, solar symbols, geometric shapes and boats.

It is generally believed that the indigenous Algonkian people carved the petroglyphs between 900 and 1400 AD. But rock art is usually impossible to date accurately for lack of any carbon material and dating artfiacts or relics found in proximity to the site only reveals information about the last people to be there. They could be thousands of years older than experts allow, if only because the extensive weathering of some of the glyphs implies more than 1,000 years of exposure.

There are some other mysteries surrounding these remarkable petroglyphs. The boat carvings bear little resemblance to the traditional boat of the Native Americans. One solar boat -- a stylized shaman vessel with a long mast surmounted by the sun -- is typical of petroglyphs found in northern Russia and Scandanavia. A Harvard professor believes the petroglyphs are inscriptions (and maybe even a form of written language) left by a Norse king named Woden-lithi, who was believed to have sailed from Norway down the St. Lawrence River in about 1700 B.C., long before the Greenland Viking explorations.

Another vessel depicted in the petroglyphs is a large ship with banks of oars and figure-heads at bow and stern. There is a large steering oar at the stern, a necessary feature only for vessels that are 100 feet or more in length. However, the Algonkian people who inhabited the region never built anything more seaworthy than a birch-bark canoe or a dugout. Even reluctant archaeologists admit that the ships "do not look like real Algonkian canoes" but steer away from any controversial conclusions about pre-Columbian visitors by speculating that the vessels are simply a shaman's idea of magical canoes that travel the universe.

Another peculiarity is the figure-heads at bow and stern which resemble birds. The same design can be seen in Etruscan repousse gold work of the 9th century BC. The bird-headed ships were portrayed 200 years earlier, when Egyptian artists carved their images into the walls of Pharaoh Ramses IIIs "Victory Temple" in the Valley of the Kings.

Yet another mystery is the presence in the petroglyphs of a tall figure or 'god' which stands with arms akimbo and with a halo radiating rays, presumably from the sun. Cowering before him are two minute humble humans in attitudes of supplication. Scientists think the figure may represent a sun god but there doesn't exist any known cases of sun worship among the indigenous people of the region.

Some historians and researchers believe there is more to the petroglyphs than meets the eye. Some maintain that they are in fact a sky map of the heavens based on European tradition from 3100 BC. Evidence includes four signs which are the same as those found for the identical astronomical position at Lewes, England, leading to a possible speculative connection between the Peterborough petroglyphs and the megalithic people of Ancient Britain.

So the petroglyphs of Peterborough remain an intriguing riddle, a sort of code to which the key is still missing.

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The Chenoo With An Icy Heart pt. 2

Part 1

   Chenoo was now part of the family, and would go out hunting. He and the husband often went out to hunt giant beasts of legends. If it started to get dark while they were still a long way from home, Chenoo would give the husband a piggy back ride and run the rest of the way home. That way the hunter’s wife never had to worry about her family being safe.   However one day, Chenoo sensed his wife approaching. He was sure she would be angry about his change back into a human. She would with fight him and surely tear him apart, as Chenoo was no longer strong enough to defeat her. He asked his daughter-in-law to bring him the bag he had brought with him. She was to look inside, and if what she saw displeased her- she was to throw it away and instead bring the smaller bag inside it.    The hunter's wife got the back, and saw inside was human remains. If Chenoo ate them again, he would return to being a full Chenoo, and all the strength and horror that involved. Instead the woman threw them away, and brought the smaller bag. Inside this bag was a horn from a horned serpent. Chenoo gave the horn to his son-in-law; and told him to wait for he called for help. If everything worked out right, this might just save Chenoo’s life.

   The couple hid, as the Chenoo wife approached. She was fierce and violent, and shouted horrible threats- then the two battled. Mountains tumbled, forests were knocked down as the two wrestled. Chenoo cried for help; and his son-in-law jumped into the fray. He was ordered to stab the serpent horn into her ear. When he did so, it magically grew- sprouting out the other side of her head, embedding itself into the ground.    The now dead Chenoo woman had to be hacked into smaller pieces- a difficult task as Chenoo bones are stronger than hard wood. Each piece had to be burned to ash, less the flesh turn into a new Chenoo. The last piece was the heart, which was made of the hardest of ice. They had to carefully chip the pieces until they could melt the whole thing. It was a long task, but they finished by the time spring rolled around.    The couple decided it was time to return to their tribe in the Southeast. They made themselves a canoe out of birch bark, and Chenoo a canoe out of moose skins. Chenoo always took the lead; this gave him time to prepare a place for them all to spend the night.    However the further they got, the weaker Chenoo became. He shrank in size, and slowly turned back into a regular sized old man. By the time they reached the tribe, all of Chenoo's old wounds had healed, but he was terribly sick. Part of him was still a creature of the Northern ice, and the warmth of the South was killing him- though he refused to return to the way he had been. As he died, he thanked his daughter-in-law. The last bit of cold left him as a grateful tear drop. His passing was honored, no different than an honored elder of the tribe.

The End

Notes: The only thing I changed was the ending, where a black robe taught Chenoo about religion and saved his soul. It didn’t feel right. The ending I did is inspired by Hans Christian Andersen’s Snow Queen. It was the only way I could think of depiction how the kindness the couple showed warmed his heart to the point that he completely returned to being human by the end.

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RACE ROCK LIGHTHOUSE

SOUTHOLD, NY

It seems that ghosts like to hang out in lighthouses. The violent deaths from these disasters could leave behind a spiritual residue or life force that lingers where it happened.

According to Native American lore, Race Rock Reef was once an island. Because of the swift currents running up to six knots in the Race and the sharp rocks that could tear out the bottom of their birch bark canoes the Indians avoided it. They believed the place was haunted and as sea levels have risen the island has disappeared beneath the waves.

Many members of the Coast Guard have claimed to hear disembodied whispers, laughing, voices and even yelling. Some have been touched, poked, or pushed by these phantoms and refuse to return to this property. Unexplainable footsteps and the sounds of running water have also been experienced. Many passing boats claimed they have witnessed a shadowy presence of a man in the tower as the light passed over them.

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12th March 1820 saw the death of Alexander Mackenzie (Alasdair MacCoinnich), the explorer of western Canada.

Alexander Mackenzie is recognised as leader of the first European expedition to cross the North American continent from the Atlantic to the Pacific, north of Mexico. Because of Mackenzie’s success the rich coastal territory we know as British Columbia today, is part of Canada. If he had been unsuccesful, it could be argued that British Columbia would probably have belonged to another country. Mackenzie was only 29 years old when he and his men made the extraordinary overland journey to Bella Coola.

Alexander Mackenzie was born in Stornoway on the Isle of Lewis in the Western Isles of Scotland in 1764. He emigrated with his father to New York at the age of 10 years. When he was 15 years old he entered the service of a Montreal firm engaged in the fur trade. At the age of 20, he obtained a share in the business and became a trader in the West. When he was 24 years old, he was put in charge of trade in the Athabasca region and settled at Fort Chipewyan on the South shore of Lake Athabasca, from here he staged two expeditions; one to the Arctic Ocean in 1789, and another to the Pacific Ocean in 1793.

When MacKenzie was 25 years old he set off to find the Pacific Ocean, but realised his lack of navigation skills was a massive handicap to an explorerer. Sir-Alexander-MacKenzie4.jpgSo decided to put this right by spending the following winter in England studying navigation, cartography and astronomy.

In 1792, at the age of 28 years, Alexander Mackenzie set off a second time from Fort Chipewyan, crossing the Rockies through the pass that bears his name, with canoes and voyageurs (people who engaged in the transportation of furs by canoe), the party consisted of himself, his cousin Alexander Mackay, six voyageurs and two Indians as hunters and interpreters. The 26 foot birch bark canoe, was only paper thin but it carried ten men and three thousand pounds of gear.

During the journey they came across Indians who had not previously seen white men, but had some iron which they had procured by trade with other natives who had journeyed a great length to the sea. The Indians told Mackenzie of the route from the Fraser River up the West Road River ( Blackwater River ) to the Bella Coola River and the sea, the first commercial overland route in British Columbia. Without the guidance of Indians, it is unlikely that Mackenzie would have been able to reach the Western Sea.

Mackenzie found the Natives dependent on the salmon runs and very superstitious so as not to displease the Salmon Gods. He was truly amazed with their boat handling techniques, they effortlessly poled their way down river through columns of water and the tallest trees Mackenzie had ever seen.

Mackenzie learned of hostile natives, but had quite a reputation for strength and fierceness which his crew respected and the voyageurs pleaded with Mackenzie to head back. “I have work to do here,” Mackenzie replied. “When it is finished we will go back, and not before.” Mackenzie, however was becoming apprehensive and commanded his men to load the canoe ready for an immediate departure. He managed to get an astronomic reading.

At four thirty the next morning they had paddled to Porcupine cove and a few hours later they pulled the canoe up on the beach at the Bella Coola village. The explorers proceeded up river, being received hospitably at the numerous villages.

The Nuxalk gave them all the smoked salmon they wished to carry and they set out on the trail up the mountain. Every man of Friendly village accompanied them for the first hour, then parted from them with signs of regret. That night the explorers were delighted in the feeling of being almost out of danger and well on their way homeward.

A man of extraordinary physical strength, determination and perseverance, Mackenzie’s route to the Pacific proved too difficult for others to follow, but this does not diminish the value of his great 117 day expedition across Wild America.

In 1801 the journals of his exploratory journeys were published, he served in the Legislature of Lower Canada from 1804 to 1808.

In 1802 Mackenzie was knighted Sir Alexander Mackenzie by King George III, and recognized as leader of the first European expedition to cross the North American continent from the Atlantic to the Pacific north of Mexico. Had Mackenzie failed to complete his epic journey across the continent to the Pacific Coast perhaps this rich coastal territory we know as British Columbia would probably belong to a country other than Canada. Mackenzie was only 29 years old when he and his men made the extraordinary overland journey to Bella Coola.

In 1812, he married and returned to Scotland. Mackenzie died on this day in 1820 of Bright’s disease (kidney disease as we know it today), aged 56. He is buried in Avoch, on the Black Isle, Ross and Cromarty.

His grave is in Avoch church yard, the only grave marked with flags, it is open all year round for those who wish to visit and pay their respects to a great adventurer.

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National Canoe Day

National  Canoe Day is celebrated on June 26 every year. Though it is a Canadian  holiday, it’s celebrated in the U.S. as well. Canoeing is both a sport  and a recreational activity — one that’s relaxing and good for the  environment. Wherever there is water, there are canoeists. On National  Canoe Day thousands visit their favorite waterways, exploring their  lakes and rivers or participating in competitive aquatic events.  Canoeing is a fun activity that’s easy to learn and friendly to people  across different age groups. It’s also a low-impact form of exercise, so  it’s good for your health too.

History of Canoe Day

Canoes  have been around for millennia and used by different cultures and  civilizations throughout the ages. The oldest canoe in existence dates  back to 8000 B.C. It was carved out by hand with basic flintstone tools  from the hollowed-out trunk of a pine tree. Canoes predate the arrival  of Europeans on the American continent. They were widely used as a  method of transport, catching food, trading items, and even in warfare.

Native  Americans used canoes made of birch-bark trees, tying together strips  of wood with strong roots, then sealing them up with a pitch to prevent  leakage. In 3500 B.C. the design of South American canoes was simpler  but still effective. They made their boats from hollowed-out logs, which  they expanded with heat and sharpened on both ends. This made them cut  through the water faster. Around 1500 B.C. Polynesians had very  elaborate, colorful canoes equipped with sails and crossbeams. They were  much larger and sturdier than conventional canoes as their purpose was  ocean voyages.

By the 19th century, the techniques and technology  for building canoes had evolved thanks to centuries of interaction with  Europeans. Canoeing became a popular activity in the Western world as a  result of this. In a world when ships and railroads existed, there was  no need for canoes to be utilized for maritime transportation. Instead,  Europeans used them for recreational and sporting purposes. John  MacGregor, an English explorer who popularized canoeing in the United  States and Europe, created the Royal Canoe Club of London in 1866.  This  was followed by the “American Canoe Association” formed in 1880. In  1946, the International Canoe Federation was founded, acting as the  umbrella body for national canoe organizations worldwide.

Canoe Day timeline

1924 Canoeing Joins the Olympics

Canoeing debuts as an Olympic demonstration sport at the Paris Olympics.

1944 The Introduction of Aluminum Canoes

William  Hoffman, Vice President of Grumman Aircraft Engineering Corporation,  comes up with an idea for a lightweight canoe made of aluminum.

1955 The Discovery of the Oldest Canoe

The ‘Pesse’ canoe — considered the world’s oldest known boat — is discovered in the village of Pesse in the Netherlands.

1987 The Discovery of the Second-Oldest Canoe

The ‘Dufuna’ canoe — the second oldest canoe — is discovered by a cattle herdsman in Nigeria while he is digging a well.

Canoe Day FAQs

What is a canoe person?

A canoe person or canoeist is someone who paddles a canoe.

How many miles can you canoe in a day?

You  can canoe for roughly 20 miles in one day, factoring in things like  speed and mileage. This adds up to about seven hours of non-stop  paddling for an entire day, with breaks in-between.

How difficult is it to canoe?

Canoeing is not a difficult task. Most people learn how to paddle solo canoes in an hour or two.

Canoe Day Activities

Go for canoe lessons

Attend a canoe race

Buy a canoe

Learning  how to row a canoe is a great way to celebrate National Canoe Day. It’s  not a difficult skill to pick up at all, it just takes a bit of  practice and dedication. You can learn with a solo canoe, a two-person  canoe for someone special, or a four-person canoe for larger groups.

Whitewater  canoeing is an exciting sport. As you watch the races you’ll quickly  realize that it takes great skill to navigate rapids without flipping  over or crashing. As a spectator, you get to experience the thrill with  none of the risks.

Buying  a canoe can prove quite convenient if you live near rivers or lakes.  This way you can celebrate National Canoe Day each year by taking your  craft out for a spin on the water. Besides, canoeing is a peaceful,  relaxing activity that keeps you in shape.

5 Interesting Facts About Canoeing

The longest canoe trip

Florida has the eldest canoes

Hungarians are canoeing champions

Canoes are different from kayaks

Canoes were used during WW2

In  1980, Don Starkell and his teenage sons paddled from Winnipeg, Canada  to the Amazon River, covering more than 12,000 miles over two years.

Florida has more than 400 old, dug-out canoes preserved in their original state — the highest number in the world.

Hungary has won 41 medals in canoeing since 1980, with 18 of them being gold medals.

Canoes  have open decks with rowers sitting or kneeling inside the canoe, while  kayaks have closed decks with a hole cut in the center where the rower  sits.

During  Operation Frankton, canoes were used to transport commandos to raid  ships in the French port of Bordeaux, which was under German occupation  at the time.

Why We Love Canoe Day

It highlights an obscure sport

It teaches us to appreciate the environment

It keeps canoeing relevant

Canoeing  is one of the lesser-known watersports. It doesn’t get much mainstream  coverage compared to other events like swimming, sailing, or diving.  National Canoe Day brings awareness to this activity and its competitive  watersports variants.

Whether  you’re doing it recreationally or competing in an event, canoeing takes  place outdoors. On National Canoe Day, we get in touch with mother  nature and deepen our appreciation for the environment.

National  Canoe Day doesn’t just celebrate one of the oldest forms of transport  and recreation. It also keeps the conversation on this activity going.  Every year on June 26, more people get to know about canoeing and its  history.

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The Lazy River

Colorful canoe on a lazy collage blue river. Another piece created for The Indigenous Diabetes Health Circle. A great piece for a cabin, farmhouse or child’s room. Great for the outdoor lover or a man cave. Would look beautiful in any home or office space! GET IT HERE!

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Blütenpollen der Thuja Occidentalis > 

die Indigenen Anishinaabe (Ojibwe) aus Kanada nennen die Thuja: “Nookomis Giizhik” - Großmutter Zeder  * the indigenous Anishinaabe (Ojibwe) from Canada call the thuja: "Nookomis Giizhik" - Grandmother Cedar  >

"If you should in your life become separated from the People, if you should be blown off course in your canoe, if you should be taken captive by an alien people, taken to a far place and there abandoned, if you should fall asleep during a night march and wake to find yourself alone, this is what you must do. Climb to the top of a high place. Climb a tree or a tall hill, and look out over the countryside. If you can see the tall spires of Grandmother Cedar and the gleaming, white bark of Grandfather Birch, relax! You are okay! You are with your relatives! And they will give you everything you need for life, and they will get you home again in this life or the next." 

Mary Sisip Geniusz

[saints-who-never-existed]

Rereading The Terror

Chapter Two: Franklin 

Franklin reminisces specifically about dividing his men up and abandoning them on his previous failed expedition - “Franklin had dazedly divided his troop into three groups and left the other two bands to survive or die on their own.” 

Another horrendous passage sees him comfort himself with the thought that technically, only one Englishmen died - “Only one real white man” - because clearly any other kind isn’t real to him. Ugh. 

There’s an interesting little titbit about Franklin not being the first choice in his personal life too - he reads Lady Jane’s old diaries and finds her mourning on the day a previous suitor of hers marries. 

Also some absolute top-notch hubris and foreshadowing and general dumbassery - “Out of his own pocket he’d provided enough supplies to feed the sixteen men for one day. Franklin had assumed the Indians would then hunt for them and feed them adequately, just as the guides carried his bags and paddled his birch-bark canoe.”

Franklin likes his beef “rare enough to bleed at the touch of the carving knife”. Funny, that. 

And last but not least, there are two other quite gender-specific references relating to death and doom that I find quite interesting. 

The chapter closes with that famous story of Lady Jane draping the Union Jack over Franklin as he sleeps only for him to awaken horrified at the implications of it. 

He also compares the Arctic Council to Macbeth’s witches at one point - controlling fate, portending doom, but most interestingly to me, specifically female. 

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the forest back home

i was scared of the forest. it was what drew me to this place originally, but now standing in front of it, in its unsettling silence and majestic expanse, i faltered in step. trees, green, and nature were always my friends. but this was the first time i felt insignificant next to it. the city has such a way of holding things in place that being in nature's undiluted presence can seem just so overwhelming.

i'd always liked walking into forests, but for the first time, i was scared the forest would be walking me too deep into it. it took a while to build up courage and just be comfortable. i'd wander in, eyes darting from tree to tree and peering ahead on the winding dirt and leaf road, shoulders tensed and heart pounding in my ears. sometimes it felt like i was disturbing something impossibly ancient and i'd hasten my pace until i broke out of the thicket of pines. eyes of incomprehensible beings and hungry creatures would make my back tingle. i was scared i would be swallowed by the green.

then the pandemic happened, and it was my last few seasons here. i stood at the edge of the forest, remembering the quiet dread that filled my stomach two years ago. the crunch of the leaves, the snapping of twigs and rustle of leaves. this time, though, i tentatively reached out and smiled. nothing changed, but my heart settled into a steadier rhythm. thank you for letting me into your gorgeous house. i thought as i stepped in. gratitude and appreciation overwhelmed any sense of fear and it's like i stepped into a different world.

there were so many mushrooms. growing on mossy stumps, fallen birch trees, poking through the green and yellow leaf litter, sticking out of living pines. they were all shades of brown, red and spotted, creamy white, soft yellow, pinkish, and came in all sizes. some looked like tiny forests, with as many as 30 growing in a bunch. others looked like plates half-stuck in bark. others stood alone yet proudly, glistening with morning dew on their caps.

the trees, the shrubs, the decaying flora and the rich scent of pine. the soft footfalls on the thick soil. the glimmer of the river in the distance, the faint laughter of people canoeing far, far away. the birds chirping and warbling and singing, an erratic song that filled in the silence i was so scared of before. hanging bird nests, deer grazing meadows, and geese flying overhead. this is such a gorgeous, ethereal world, and it shames me to say i avoided it once.

now, i thank nature every day for making such places exist.