Sam and our friend Andrew raced in the Kenduskeag Canoe Race on Saturday, a race that is a very big deal around these parts. It's a rite of passage into the warmer weather, but also an event that brings thousands of people out to the river banks, especially at this spot, 6-mile falls which the paddlers hit at the tenth mile of the race. It's hard to tell from this picture how much energy there was in this part of the river. The crowds cheer for every boat that comes through and collectively yell "ohhhhhh" at every boat that tips over. The little bit of white water you can see in the right of the photo is the bottom of the drop that capsized many canoes while we watched, and I'd say in the 20 minutes we were there we saw 15 boats get dumped. The kayakers you see in the water are there to rescue the boats that flip. It was quite a scene, and very fun to watch. The kids were way into watching out for daddy.
After this point, we kept chasing them, and drove to another point where they would have a short portage. I gained a new perspective on what it's like to watch a race, and how much work it is to wrangle kids and make it to the next point before your racer goes by.
I wasn't sure we made it on time, but after a few minutes, they showed up! Hello, boys!
At the end in downtown Bangor, we found Sam and Andrew tired, happy, and cold.