January 14, 2007 |
My husband and I were nearing the entrance to Everglades National Park when we passed a road sign: "Panther Crossing - Next Three Miles. " It was not a comforting sight when our plans involved spending three days in a Florida swamp paddling around in a canoe. What had possessed me to think this would make a good vacation? This adventure began in the fall of 2001, when we were planning our vacation. With three kids finally out of college, we were a couple of empty-nesters looking for adventure, a midwinter break to jolt us out of our routine.
May 1, 1988 |
It all sounded so simple. Throw the sleeping bags, a tent and a cooler of food into the canoe and spend a lazy couple of days floating on northwestern Pennsylvania's Clarion River. Along the way, maybe collect some wildlife photographs and catch a few smallmouth bass. After a year and a half of beating my brains out working on a book about Pennsylvania's trout streams, I was ready for some aimless fun on the same waters. Friends were busy, but I knew my dad, being retired, would have a couple of days to spend on the river.
September 30, 2012
Kelly McQuain teaches at Community College of Philadelphia Summer bullies us. Heat and humidity soar, backyard birdbaths become West Nile breeding grounds. Water ice brings on brain freeze if we eat it fast enough. Give me late September instead: cool evenings, crisp dawns, and the daylight hours in between still warm enough to make the most of the outdoors. With this in mind, my partner, John, and I set off with our friend Brian early on a Sunday to canoe the New Jersey Pine Barrens.
July 30, 1989 |
If rowdy crowds flock to the annual Medford Lakes canoe carnival Saturday, officials there might cancel what has become a traditional event. Police and borough officials plan to prevent what they described as "a free-for-all atmosphere" at last year's lakeside carnival, which attracted an estimated 30,000 people to the 1.25-square-mile borough. This year, officials will increase the number of police officers on duty, crack down on traffic violations, arrest anyone possessing or drinking alcoholic beverages in public areas, prohibit containers of any sort in public viewing areas and restrict visitor seating for the canoe parade.
August 4, 2015 |
A Bucks County couple who died in a canoeing accident in Maine over the weekend intended to retire next year to the coastal fishing town near where their bodies were recovered, family members told The Inquirer. Judy Alden Carlile, 53, and Roy Carlile, 58, had lived in Warrington about 18 years, which is how long they were married, said Judy's sister Kathy Alden, who lives in New Hampshire. Judy spent most of her time as a homemaker, and Roy had worked as a hydraulic engineer in the Navy, stationed for a time at the Willow Grove Naval Air Station before he retired.
August 16, 1988 |
It took 17 long days, but J. Scott Williams and his son, Troy, made it to the Republican National Convention New Orleans yesterday - 852 miles down the drought-stricken Mississippi River in their family canoe. The pair left Cairo, Ill., on July 29, enduring heat, storms and exhaustion along the way. Williams, 37, a guest of the Illinois delegation, said he had made the trip with his son, 14, to draw attention to Southern Illinois and his home town of West Frankfort. "We thought it was a unique way to draw attention to Illinois and our area in Southern Illinois," J. Scott Williams said.
August 28, 1990 |
Skip Stotesburg says he thought of his own 3-year-old daughter as he pulled the lifeless body of 4-year-old Hillary Jonas from the murky waters of the Schuylkill yesterday. Divers recovered Hillary's body and that of her father, Jay Jonas, just before 10 a.m. yesterday. They had drowned Sunday night when their canoe, crowded with seven family members, capsized up river from Flat Rock Dam. "The boat was overloaded, there were no life preservers in it, and nobody could swim," Stotesburg said after search crews completed their work yesterday.
May 27, 1988 |
I am standing chest-deep in the Mullica River in the New Jersey Pine Barrens. I'd grabbed one of my son's tennis shoes, but I can see its mate about to float around the next bend in the river. Our canoe has found a hidden stob jutting beneath the water's surface in the calmest and broadest stretch of river any of us has seen in two days. Our canoe is snagged and swamped. We are being treated to a valuable lesson in physics: A canoe turned sideways and lodged against an immovable object - in even mild current - will tip until water pours over the gunwales.
June 14, 1992 |
According to the vet, Slippers is part beagle and part lab. Apparently, she's part rooster, too. When the sun rises, Slippers is there. When dawn broke Wednesday morning, Slippers, using her vast experience (she's five people months) knew the day would be a beauty - dry and clear and not too hot. She had a thought: Today, we fish! So after breakfast (Hill's Science Diet for Slippers; Post Raisin Bran for Slippers' master) a fishing trip was planned. Slippers' master called the tackle shop nearest him, Bob's Bait and Tackle on Ridge Avenue in East Falls, and asked what was biting.
October 7, 2006 |
"Look, that's just amazing," said Steve Eisenhauer in a whisper-yell so as not to disturb the bald eagle majestically resting high up in the just-turning-yellow tulip poplar tree only about 40 yards away. The eagle was in the bend of the Maurice River as it turns into the downtown section of Millville. It was a marvelous juxtaposition: an icon of American wildlife and, just beyond, the rising hopes of redevelopment in an old mill town. Eisenhauer, the regional director of stewardship and protection for the Natural Lands Trust, had taken a canoe down the Maurice on a weekday morning, mostly to see the trees at the beginning of the fall-foliage season.