Have always found it's about the crew. We paddle tripper canoes solo - but as a group. Have often had kayakers with us on day trips and occasionally brought a kayaker along on a long trip. I don't mind carrying some extra gear to have an extra friend along. And I can appreciate the kayaks ability to provide recon and rescue. Our crowd represents various ages - but there's an unspoken rule that we are taking the trip together, and we keep an eye on each other, and no one ever gets too far ahead, or allows anyone to fall too far behind. The young guys who bust out the long flats always wait along the way to allow the older guys to catch up and rest before pushing on. First man to a rapid assesses, then shoots and waits at the bottom as a safety, shoots and carries on if deemed easy enough, or waits at the top for a second opinion. We carry a croquet set and a box of trivial pursuit cards and a guitar, so there's not usually a lot of reading in camp, unless it's late. Our trips are opportunities for old friends to see each other - with wives, kids, jobs, etc - many of us can only get away a few weekends a year, with a big trip every couple years. We discuss the trip schedule ahead of time, so everyone's on the same page at the start. Then we adapt as needed, but we make those decisions as a group. All that said, sometimes group dynamics can be a real pain in the ass. Even for old friends. I've been thinking about stowing a handful of zanax or valium in the first aid kit to slip into a cocktail for those whose anxiety levels tend to get the best of them. Paddling with largely the same crew for 20 years, we've had some male PMS moments, we've had dishes thrown, we've pushed each other in the river, we've seen croquet equipment abuse, we've had bad weather, low water, high water, head winds, and rivers that just kicked our asses - but I haven't been on one trip that I was sorry I took, or that I'd have rather stayed home on.
_________________ "There is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats." - WATER RAT, The Wind in the Willows
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