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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

A Paddler's Take on Christmas

While we all have memories of holidays past where we sing the traditional carols and read the traditional stories... this year we thought we would bring you the "Paddler's Version" of some of the classic and more famous Christmas tales and tunes.  Versions of The Twelve Days of Christmas, Deck The Halls, and also The Night Before Christmas (by author Mike Ormsby) can be seen and below... feel free to share with your paddling friends....
"Digger" thinks he can out-paddle Rudolph!
And please know that we, at Badger, wish each and everyone of you a very happy holiday - Click here to see a special holiday message from Fiona and her family: A Special Message for Paddlers and Those Who Dig The Water.

A Paddler's 12 Days of Christmas:
by Fiona
(sung to the tune of the famous Twelve Days of Christmas carol)
On the 1rst day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
A canoe and a PFD

On the 2nd day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
2 Badger paddles, a canoe and a PFD

On the 3rd day of Christmas my true love gave to me
3 new tents
2 Badger paddles, a canoe and a PFD

On the 4th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
4 packs for tripping
3 new tents
2 Badger paddles, a canoe and a PFD

On the 5th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
5 Early Springs!
4 packs for tripping
3 new tents
2 Badger paddles, a canoe and a PFD

And so on until you get to the last of the song (see all days below):

On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me
12 routes for mapping
-11 bag for sleeping
10 yards of roping
9 hooks for fishing
8 drinking filters
7 suits for swimming
6 strings for strumming
5 Early Springs!
4 packs for tripping
3 new tents
2 Badger paddles
and a ca-noo and a Peee-eF-Deeee!!


Have Yourself a Merry Lil'Paddle:
by Fiona
(sung to the tune of the famous Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas carol)


♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
May your paddle be light
Pack your boat and gear until it feels just right.

And, have yourself a merry lil'paddle,
Find a quiet bay
Peace and silence,
Now let yourself dream away...

As is found in the olden days,
happy golden days of yore.
The boats that are dear to us
Should be used by us, once more.

Through the wind and water you will find me
If the Fates allow
As a cherished friend sits up in the bow,
And so we'll have a Merry little Christmas now!
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♪


Twas Canoeing Weeks Before Christmas:
Written by Mike Ormsby *
(based on the popular story "Twas The Night Before Christmas")
Twas out paddling my favourite wood canvas canoe mere weeks before Christmas
The lake still being open with weather so balmy that no snow had yet come to pass

Still the water was more than quite frigid and so brisk was the early morning air,
Maybe too windy to be out in a canoe, but it wasn’t a gale force blow so I didn’t care.

I paddled over to the far side of the lake to where a river spilled in
Landing my canoe at the portage next to the whitewater roarin’.

I sat on a rock in the warming sun wearing layers of fleece under my old PFD,
Right next to the moving water, leaning my back up against an overhanging tree.

When further upstream there arose such a clash
I was startled, and slipped, and fell in with a splash.

My glasses went one way, my paddle went another.
Cold water went down my back….more than a bother.

The gleam of the sun on the river around,
Was lovely, but heck, I was going to drown!!

When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
One of those tupperware boats. Was my rescue near?

This bright red canoe had a jolly old fella, rather too fat to fit into a solo playboat,
With such a wide girth it was hard to imagine how his canoe could ever stay afloat

Even through the rapids he teetered, bouncing off each and every big rock.
This old guy looked to enough of his own big trouble, I thought with a shock.

But he slid in so slowly, so graceful, even stopping to surf the waves in one huge hole
As if none of the river’s challenges had ever required him to have to attempt a roll

And then he glided in softly, as smooth as can be,
Into the eddy, bothering nothing except maybe me.

And then in a twinkling he popped out of his craft
Like a cork from a bottle, I shouldn’t have laughed.

With flowing long hair and very scruffy beard, all of which were quite white
His unkempt appearance, complete with such frosted whiskers was really a sight.

He looked like he had been on the trail for far too many weeks
His canoe was covered in duct tape to prevent any further leaks

His paddling jacket encircled his ample frame
With pockets full of gadgets, too many to name.

He waded right in to help pull me out of the water where I’d fallen
He didn’t waste a second or even a minute standing around or stalling

Then just as fast back out in his canoe, twirling his paddle high over the top of his head
He chose to surf the waves or play in an eddy rather than accept my praise or thanks instead

Yet he still hadn’t spoken a word but went straight to his fun,
And he portaged his canoe back for yet another river run.

But before putting in, he turned to me and said “I got something to tell ya”
“I’m Santa Claus….although I’m still mistaken for that Bill Mason fella.”

He sprang to his red tupperware boat, out into the current with a good pushing.
And then he shot downstream with a splash and nothing from rocks to cushion.

Now I’d have thought old St. Nick would be more of a traditionalist in his choice of boat
Something all wood or a canoe of wood and canvas with a shiny red painted coat

Something in keeping with his image (and likeness to such a famous paddler of Chestnut canoes)
Yet it appeared that Santa had taken to the synthetic materials and much more modern views

But I heard him exclaim as he drifted almost completely from sight.
“Always paddle safe, and remember to keep your canoe upright.

I have a number of canoes and kayaks up at the North Pole
And my favourite wood canvas just isn’t the easiest to roll

Although I’d have far more room for all these gifts in a Prospector
These tiny play boats don’t have enough space to properly store

Now I’ll have to get used to making my deliveries by paddling a boat
Because a sleigh and twelve reindeer just never could float

With global warming and polar ice caps beginning to melt, raising water levels so high
Soon a canoe could be the only answer to getting around rather than having to fly

Although I admit it won’t be so easy once the snow has started to fall
But for now let me just wish a Merry Christmas to all.”

And with that old St. Nick was very much gone
His concern about the environment was obviously quite strong

But I liked his choice of a canoe of any type as a mode of transportation
So I’ll just add Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to the whole paddling population!!!!

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Gunwales, Decks and Bows with Holly:
by Fiona
(sung to the tune of the famous "Deck the Halls" )

Gunwales, decks and bows with holly,
Fa la la la lah la la la lah
Grab your boat and you'll be jolly!
Fa la la la lah la la la lah
Don we now our paddlin' apparel,
Fa la la la lah la la la lah
Grab a dry bag or a barrel
Fa la la la lah la la la lah

See the water layed out before us
Fa la la la lah la la la lah
Feel the quiet of the the forest.
Fa la la la lah la la la lah
Find a paddle for your pleasure,
Fa la la la lah la la la lah
Make your own way at your leisure
Fa la la la lah la la la lah

Fa la la la laaaa ... la la... la... laaaaaaaah!!!!

*Re-published here with the author's permission.  First published on Reflections on the Outdoors Naturally blog here: http://reflectionsoutdoors.wordpress.com/2009/12/07/twas-canoeing-weeks-before-christmas/  Thanks to Mike for letting us add his wonderful "Paddler's Version" of this Christmas classic to this post.

2 comments:

  1. I loved your Paddlers' 12 Days of Christmas....but only 2 Badger Paddles????....you sure that's enough????....

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  2. *smile* Maybe enough for just ONE Christmas!!! Thanks again for letting us re-pubish your awesome tale about Santa in his play boat, Mike. My favourite parts for sure were: But before putting in, he turned to me and said “I got something to tell ya ~ I’m Santa Claus….although I’m still mistaken for that Bill Mason fella.” and "But I liked his choice of a canoe of any type as a mode of transportation ~ So I’ll just add Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to the whole paddling population!!!! Fantastic lines!!! Merry Christmas, Mike!!!

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