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Oceans 8around <strong>the</strong> worldby kayakby Jon BowermasterIf <strong>the</strong>re was a single moment that launched myquest to kayak around <strong>the</strong> world, one continent ata time over eight years, it came in 1999 during anexpedition to <strong>the</strong> Aleutian Islands, on a tiny rockoutcropping in <strong>the</strong> Bering Sea called Chuginadak.Four of us had come in a pair of six-meter-longkayaks to a region known as <strong>the</strong> Birthplace of <strong>the</strong>Winds. Constant fog, 2ºC water, and ripping windsthat reached 95 kilometers per hour had doggedus for weeks. It was <strong>the</strong> end of <strong>the</strong> trip, and we hadsuccessfully navigated among five snow-cappedvolcanoes and climbed to one 1,800-meter peak,and now, after 30 days at sea, we were waiting tobe picked up by fishing boat.As I sat on <strong>the</strong> black volcanic sand, strainingto hear <strong>the</strong> welcome putt-putt-putt of our boatthrough <strong>the</strong> fog, I tried to imagine what it had beenlike for <strong>the</strong> Aleuts, who populated <strong>the</strong>se islandsthousands of years before and had been among<strong>the</strong> first to use sea kayaks—same frigid seas, samedense fog, same big winds, very different technology.Instead of Kevlar and Gore-Tex, <strong>the</strong> Aleutshad relied on whalebone and sealskin.As I watched <strong>the</strong> cold surf pound <strong>the</strong> shore, I realizedthat despite <strong>the</strong> differences in our craft, <strong>the</strong>Aleuts and I had one thing in common: a great lovefor being on <strong>the</strong> sea, in small boats, wanderingfreely, reaching hidden coves and tiny beachesinaccessible to <strong>the</strong> rest of <strong>the</strong> world. I was cold,tired, and anxious to be back in civilization, yet allI could think as I sat on that beach was: where togo next.<strong>The</strong> answer came quickly: <strong>the</strong> coast of Vietnam.For me, it was a logical leap. A voyage <strong>the</strong>rewould be completely different from <strong>the</strong> Aleutianexpedition, during which we had seen no oneand endured long days of cold but relatively shortpaddles in <strong>the</strong> frigid water. In Vietnam, we would14

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