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Reflexiones sobre el 2007

seems like yesterday and it is another year. Perhaps this has been, as a good friend of mine says, the year "roller coaster" par excellence, with very strong highs but also with moments of absolute downturn.


light rays filtering through the clouds in Penencia

On a personal level, I have had many changes, and not only with respect to the subject canoeist where part of the change of the "fleet" was an injury just when there was water in the rivers, which separate from dry dock to have me made me rethink some issues, especially in terms of prudence and safety. Si no también en el plano profesional donde un nuevo trabajo me mantiene nueve horas (que siempre acaban siendo más) sentado delante de un ordenador, con lo cual muchas veces cuando llego a casa o los fines de semana lo que menos apetece es ponerme al teclado para escribir crónicas o artículos. Fruto de esto, este blog a disminuido sus entradas pero no las visitas que pasan ya de las 50.000 lo cual me sigue sorprendiendo siendo esta una página de un “piragüero de todo a cien” y no la de un pro. Aunque estos días estoy volviendo al agua (benditas vacaciones) y recuperando mi maltrecha forma física; mi vida “no piragüera” también requiere últimamente más atención lo cual resta horas the page, Stand By staying in the remodeling of it. Following

bad year debacle highlights Galega Canoe Federation which has become clear that what prevails is the personal interests and not the promotion of our method. Thus we find that the region with more potential spots is the most backward due to lack of institutional support. I do not want to imagine what would happen if Euskadi (for instance) had a river Miño seen as support for the federation to paddlers. Support was evident in the creation of the Basque kayaksurf selection or awarding aid forms non-Olympic paddlers. I extend this greeting to the Catalan Federation also knows that canoeing is more than track. From other federations but I guess I have no record that few will the disruption of Galicia.

On the bright side, stands out above all the great growth that has been whitewater kayaking and kayaksurf in the north of Galicia. Gone are the days when José Miguel and I were the only "Scoundrels" that we threw into supporting bad manners Pantín by surfers. Today, hardly a weekend that does not gather half a dozen on the beach, becoming more than fifteen in the water without the intervention of the call concentration by the club. The best thing is that within the breadth of the group, we are all friends and even help us join together to make joint orders of lowering material costs.

Within the group, highlights the evolution of Pepe, who has finally bought a boat "like god" and now with the G-Ride really is evolving losing many of the fears I had. This evolution has led to lower (water escasito) the classic Sister on Friday, leaving it unscathed and morale through the roof. I am glad that the man of mythical phrases are on the right track. His brother, Celso, just integrated into the section more "Creek" demonstrating that it is ready to face serious guarantees rivers.

This year has been a year of great scares, Carlos took the brunt of a lot of swims but none as ugly as that of Thomas in the Torrenteiras. A greeting to the two that you have not see them primarily to "Germany" is worthy of admiration, to stay in the gap after he suffered much by the operation of the column as the smack that hit this year. In the sea also had ours with spooky swims and exits along the cliffs and starring Joaquin Gonzalo. The latter resulted in the loss of material. Serve both as a warning to the mariner that is not worth taking unnecessary risks. For my part, I'm not complaining because I signed the closing of the year without pulling the covers, although I admit I have not sailed less than half of previous years.

for next year and projects are opening up new rivers, kicked during the dry months of this, even walk "Argall" a comprehensive multi-day decline. The shadow of a journey "canoeist" looms over us, to see if this year it can be;) and finally a project that is now "top secret", which I can not say anything at risk of being cut more important that the neck: D but if you leave can be a real pump.

Well thank the little you've got here reading (van more than eight hundred words) for putting the suckling pig. By the way, I leave my thanks to all that you sail with me, either regularly or occasionally.

"FELICIANO" ALL / AS

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Norte y sur

Curious what happened this bridge with the annulment of the merger teixuga for lack of water, which did not prevent two good friends to approach each one end of the peninsula. On the one hand came from Santoña Natxo and the other that amalgam Basque Galician resident in Grenada is Iñaki. The only place the pair together de pajarracos con sed de ríos es por supuesto el Miño, la única apuesta segura a lo largo de todo el año en lo que a navegación fluvial se refiere.

Así que el viernes y tras el ya habitual madrugón puse rumbo a Padrón donde dejé mi coche para proseguir el viaje con Luís. Sobre las doce, llegada a Arbo, lugar donde Natxo ya nos esperaba, al haber pernoctado allí con su flamante furgo (chaval a ver cuando se te ve un detalle y me regalas una igual). Iñaki no tardó en aparecer, acompañado de un amigote suyo llamado Gaspar.


Como sé que a Gaspar le molan las fotos ;)

A Luís le parecía que el río iba demasiado high, so we called to ask Frieira flow, the voice on the line informed us that they were producing the least, about 25 MW, which after doing complex operations, including Z are transformed to become the legendary 125 m3 / s. A decent flow down from Cequeliños to Arbo.

The usual ordeal of changing clothes and navette before the end everyone in the River. This as always alternating steps with a high volume of water but little strength (C. II) removing the known seven peaks, which we realized we had more flow, or plant that had opened the tap. Without such a step wave rushing to throw something down.

At Arbo, we decided to go down to the wave and although I thought there would be nothing, we found a very quick second wave. At first it cost us all so much as get in but we will get the hang of us were staying indoors more and more. Unfortunately, the flow began to fall and the wave returned to normal settings.

Anyway in the midst of a lot of twists out some decent blunts. The staff was tired and decided to retreat upriver. Personally I would have liked to stay longer but I understand that for those who had gone to the shore could be a pain to stay there waiting.

After boarding, after the first portage, Gaspar was left behind and I stayed with him because he looked a bit smaller. When we got to the second portage, I threw before I was assuming. Just as he had left the kayak heard a whistling sound, but Inaki who was on top of stones told us was to be a heron. Luckily I looked out and hurried to return to water as the boat sailed without crew Gaspar. Embarked in a hurry and after a couple of strokes I found the deceased grabbed a pot with the kayak and paddle. After rescuing the trailer based material with cowtail I went to the wreck, not for companionship but because lately Environmentalists are somewhat altered and even a paddler is ultimately biodegradable, their equipment did not. The final reason is that there is always beer swimmer having paid;)

Anyway Gaspar swim prays to a small entrance in a panic what is commonly known as "going down to the foot" after doing the back and pour-plated finish against a small drosaje to be formed in that wall. Perhaps a change of ends in the Eskimo would have saved the wrong drink, but it scares you take them when you least expect and to be honest I have nothing clear as I would have reacted in the same situation when you notice that the blade starts to hit rock and do not give positioned for Eskimo.

After the portage, which is just in the Arbo pier where we talk to the people of Ciudad Rodrigo was also in the river, although training in downhill and slalom canoe.

The day topped with a bocatones in which Gaspar Vila insisted on paying for everything, without success, and we spent all the traditional cleavage. Damn, if I get to pay for food remorse I would put "may" in this blog;)

Saturday, provoked canoeist had to rest on one side by backlog (my van was crying a few hours of care in addition to the visit My parents also involves helping out at home) and the other preparing for the Gross swell prediction of ten meters announced on Sunday.

reached the last day of the bridge could only be fired in the magnificent and rare spot of Peter. Just the opposite end Arbo, on the northern coast of Galicia. A wave of fund would need more than seven feet swell to begin to appear.

When I arrived at the port of Minho, established venue already Celso and Joaquin, Juan Carlos, Fabian and Pepe would join us later.

Juan Carlos and I spent whores to embark on a cove off the sea wall but in the end we made, but I had to empty, by Pillar Series before he could put the covers.

The first attempt to catch the waves off the port but they were so far apart, to break in an undetermined point and lose strength, eventually decided to move to the Pedrido itself. As we saw it in situ, the prediction was not fulfilled and in the morning the swell reached no more than eight meters in open seas as they reflect the data collected by the buoy Sisargas:


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There could finally enjoy a wave of luxury and a lift very hard against the tide. The only drawback to the current age was presence of two big birds with jet skis, do you always be alert lest they lead you ahead.

Around the pier was a punishment against the current and the landing also had his one with the waves crashing against the walls of the docks of the port and doing all kinds of strangers.

Interestingly, after changes, we observe how the sea was in crescendo and lines of waves came increasingly large and orderly. In the afternoon I guess that would be the milk, but when you can not not be: (

pity currar touch during the week, hopefully the maretón not hold or else a little more rain to see the year with a bajadita a river of truth ... Salu2