It was a sad day for my kayaking friends. I had hoped to paddle but my truck made some strange noises when I got on the highway so I turned to go home. A quick call to them via cell phone let them know I had car trouble and I would be AWOL for the weekend of camping and kayaking.
On Sunday my friend Keith at the lunch spot complained that his shoulder hurt him bad. He was having some shoulder problems all season, even talking to me about just two Sundays ago about it. It is not uncommon for us older kayakers to have shoulder problems. We were almost laughing about getting older and both having impingements.
With only a mile to go he decided to leave his boat at the lunch spot and walk the hiking path to the end to get his car and catch up to his fellow kayakers at the take out.
Keith suffered a heart attack on the trail and a hiker immediately began CPR. My kayaking friends made their way downstream and were told someone had apparently drowned but they couldn't find his boat or gear. Bill jumped ahead with another boater to paddle the last 1/4 mile to get help. Two other kayaking friends, one a doctor and one a nurse, hurried over only to find it was Keith.
The hiker described Keith as taking his last breath and then she began CPR. Everyone helped, continued CPR, carried him out but after about 45 minutes he was gone.
It was a terrible day for my kayaking friends...............but they did all they could to help him. I am glad to have know Keith for the last 10 years that I've been a kayaker.
Here's some things I'd like to share about him..........53 years young, a former Navy Seal, recently divorced, always there to help, took pictures on all our trips that he posted for us to enjoy, read sappy romance novels, his posts for kayaking trips read " All are welcome".
Keith had had some heart problems and needed a stent a few years ago. His biggest restriction was not to paddle in water colder thatn 40 degrees. The air and water temps were ideal for paddling yesterday.
I paddled with Keith two Sundays ago with my friends Bill, Sherie, and Sue. Sherie and Sue talked in the eddies as Bill, Keith and I tore up every hole and play wave on his favorite river. Afterwards instead of hitting the local Sheetz for a sandwich to then head home we went and spent an extra hour at a local Homested Day in the same park we just paddled in. We all got a dessert and hung out at one of the community picnic tables. It was a great paddling day...sunny, fun, time spent with friends.
Keith passed away on the hiking path along "Miracle Mile". The last mile is aptly named for the fun we have when we paddle there. It's like you don't want this mile to end. This is a tiny bit of heaven on a sweet creek that he loved so much.
Peace,
Barb