Before we bought our kayak my husband’s prior experience involved kayaking with his parents on a San Juan tour in which his parents ended up getting towed back. Both our sets of parents love the outdoors, but enjoy experiencing them in different ways these days, like RVing and trails.
My prior experience mostly involved taking the small recreational kayaks my parents bought at Sportman’s Warehouse up and down the creek by my house in Alaska. Sometimes we’d go out on the lake to the dam and back but then we had to dodge the float planes.
My only other prior experience involved a date with a fireman. First his truck was too short for the sea kayaks (that’s not a metaphor for anything) so we had to go back and rent recreational kayaks.
We took them out to see the glaciers which was ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC. Then the storm hit and we were paddling in place. All we could do was keep our eyes on the shore and hope we were getting closer as we paddled hard.
After what seemed like hours we managed to get to land, frozen from the water (no, of course we didn’t have skirts). Then he tried to teach me stick shift on the short truck, with two kayaks hanging out the back and we got pulled over, but that’s a different story.
One day (August 2013) in grad school (for me to become an occupational therapist and for him to become a physical therapist) we did a bunch of research online and bought a kayak on a whim. Best impulse purchase ever.