There are more important things than Recessions.

November 19th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

November in Ireland… How  the climate is changing . 

Rain , Rain and more Rain. Windy as well . But cetainly not cold.  Interesting kayaking weather .
Ireland seems to be splitting into the rich , the poor, the optomistic and the pessemistic.  Ireland were knocked out of the world cup by france last night and Henry handled the ball twice and this led to the goal. Also two players were blatantly offside and it was not fouled .. If Ireland got through the Tv would have 4 million viewers if France got through it would have 50 million viewers.hhhhmmmmmmmmm. Ireland haas forgotten the recission, Ireland has got together as one and is asking for a replay ?  All is not fair in Love and War and it seems sport.

What are the chances.

From West Cork TO Baja . On the Mist

October 29th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

Ive, just returned from a short misty walk with my wife and grand- daughter. The Irish mist dropping off us as we enter the house. Flash back of Manhattan two weeks ago . The old black man his shopping trolley weaving through the jumble of white and brown, yellow and red people.. In West Cork to day we are all Grey , like the whales on their way from Canada to Mexico .  I hope they pass through Montera Bay and the waiting Orcas safely. El Diablos they were know as in the terrible days of the whaling. Now docile and forgiving of humanity they humble us in Baja.  leviathan of the deep haunt me . In the Grey mist of West Cork my kids carve their pumpkin and get ready for tomorrows Halloween .

Back from the USA

October 15th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

From Boston to Marthas Vineyard to New York , The trail of the emmigrant, the poor starving soul fleeing the Irish famine. I see their ghosts every where .  How different now, Here in 6 hours not 6 weeks . Fed on the plane , nice and warm … I was born in a very precious time .  Long may it last, I bet my kids agree. I met some great people along the way . In Boston I toured a TV studio and stared starry eyed later in the hallowed halls of Harvard . Thank you Brian.   Marthas Vineyard is truly the American version of West Cork . Incredible people , friendly , charming and great cooks.  Trudys Corn bread delivered to us in person  on the beach. The mad potters art surrounding us as we talked into the night . Chic and Jessies fireworks suprising us on our night trip.  Fresh Oysters on the ponds.  But most of all the magic the group generated when left loose on the Island .
A few days in Manhattan to visit some friends. Grab an incredible night of music and acknowledgement of a special Irish Man and then on to the Lanes of West Cork and peace . No rush , no yellow cabs beeping . The curlew the loudest sound in my ears.

I have nothing to say really

September 26th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

I am off to the airport soon , my final destination is Marthas Vineyard  for a tour and then on to New York for a few days.  I believe the fall in Marthas Vineyard is quiet something to behold?  I will report when I get back .   A blog is a strange place to find myself at this hour of the morning . I dont even know how I got here I just pressed a button. If the power goes could I find my mind trapped here for eternity?
Is it a suttle tool for some devious power to get into my head and take me over . Am I going to end up as a sleeper waiting for that special word to activate me?  It is even counting the word  write.. I think it is time for me to boot down and get out on the water for some kayaking Ive obviously been on the computer too long .

September 21st, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

dolphin-at-sea
Sitting in my kayak a few nights ago and watching a meteorite over head leaving a blue green trail across the sky, it dawned on me that I have met so many great people over the years through kayaking, that I am a very lucky person.   I suppose at this time of year I do a lot of reflection . Maybe it is the golden hue of Autumn that triggers it off . Some deep down hibernation gene trying to resurface  

Whatever causes it I really enjoy it . Warmer clothes collecting wild  blackberries. Complaining about the shorter days. Having to get up out of bed early to get the kids to school .  Watching the swallows gathering before they leave for Africa.. Taking the cold weather gear out of the drying room .

Bad as the weather in Ireland is .. I love it because it is alive and interesting and asks questions of me every day.

Good health enough to eat and all the rest is a bonus .

You see what sitting in a kayak can bring on .

What a time

September 7th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

I have just come back from the Liffey Descent .. What an amazing spectacle. over 1,000 kayaks trying to get down the Liffey at the same time .   

Well done to all the organisers and of course the rescuers and the paddlers.

I saw the skies light up a few night ago . It was a full moon.  We were floating on the phosporence watching the spectacle , When out of the South came this amazing light . It was a meteorite,, It blazed across the sky for about 20 seconds and left a green blue line across the sky . Definitely the most amazing foreworks I have ever seen.
THe trees are turning  golden here now and soon I will be in Marthas vineyard. One of the best place in the world to see the falls colours. mmmmmmmmmm

Ted Kennedy

August 30th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

Being a Kennedy myself I always mourn the passing of another when it comes to my attention .
What an amazing family to have had such an effect on the world.  I believe Ireland in particuar owes him a great thank you

Go neiri and Bothair  leat.

The Stars in the water

August 16th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

We drifted on the bioluminesence last night . I had never seen it so strong . Trails following our kayaks . Saturn above being passed by shooting stars . The gasps from our group as they soaked up the show was the only sound .   I love night trips.

Full Moon

August 5th, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

We sat in our kayaks last night . It was just before midnight and we watched the moon back light the amazing shape that the clouds made when sculptered by the wind .   Sherman Tanks, Luger Pistols , Sharks, Dinosaurs  mothers and children, birds and so it went .  The evolving  exhibition by the artists  in residence the mood enhanced by the  night sounds of the Curlews and Herons conducted by the blackness.

Climate Change .

July 31st, 2009 by Jim Kennedy

Locked in my warm dry office . I think about the poor kayaks down by the edge of the storm swept sea . Redundant now and thinking I have deserted them for another brand.  The swan family must be thinking we have left  them .  The wind swept stormy sea of July a reminder of our contribution to Nature.  On this the last day of summer I wait with hope for the colours and peace that Autumn brings.

Jim

Youll be ok when we get to deep waateer.
Youll be ok when we get to deep water.