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Taylor Cote
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Hi Everyone, I'm Taylor Cote. I live in Suwanee, Georgia which is really close to a Southeastern creeking favorite, Tallulah Gorge. I have been kayaking for about 5 years now and just started playboating earlier this spring. I really got into paddling after my first kayaking camp with Nantahala Outdoor Center that while ago. I also got started thanks to Anna Levesque and her Girls at Play program. This summer I went to Ottawa Kayak School and got to finally be a Keener on the Ottawa River. I'm sponsored by Wavesport, Werner Paddles, and Kokatat. When I'm not paddling I enjoy mountain biking, road biking, and mountaineering with my dad. I'm excited to be attending New River Academy this year and I hope you stay posted for more to come.

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    A Supernatural Sunday Night

    Wednesday, October 7th, 2009

    It was a spooky Sunday night at New River Academy. Matt and I as photo students could feel the eeriness of this dooming evening and decided to take advantage of it, by taking photos! We walked up to “The Store” where we get all sugary goodies and it had the perfect setting for our ghost story photo shoot. We also dragged along Haakon as our model, our humble Igor. Who wouldn’t want to be a model for this shoot, you got to hold a pick axe and a crow bar!? So, with the perfect gloomy lighting and feel, we assumed our picture snapping. So, I hope you enjoy our spine-chilling photos.

    The Apparition

    Destruction

    Examination of Evil

    Walk Through Sign

    Attacking a Victim

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    A Day At NRA Mosaic Piece

    Tuesday, October 6th, 2009

    The condensation droplets sprinkle my window, my own heat keeping me warm. My sleeping bag- my snuggly abode. Messy room adds to the hominess. Sun greets you even though you turn back over to sleep. Reluctancy to leave the safe haven of it all it….The cold air nipping at your body reaching your bones, a chill. Mist drifts up from the water. It’s a thick soup warming all our tummies keeping us in that drowsy state. Hurried rush to get to the Thunderdome for our natural caffeine buzzzzz. The workout ensues. Panting, grunts, struggle- to work harder then the day before, reach a new goal. Breakfast bubbling and sizzling. Groggy hellos…. First -classes begin with a whisper -a murmur –then- a roar. Everyone roaring- animals in their pajamas. The condensation drippppping down the windows might as well be crying. My books creeeeeeeak as I open them.

    All the guys gathered around one of the many glowing screens watching-waiting-then in unity laughter. A roll of my eyes, then a cracking smile then, of course, the giggling along too. One of the guys, I suppose? The teachers cleaning out their coffee mugs while Melina is just taking hers out. The coolness in the air has evaporated away thanks to the beating sun. He’s so bright and proud- I wonder if he’s so enthralled with himself he never realizes he is lonely. Everyone talking…Relief with the morning classes done. Us all chirping at each other about new things like the birds outside in the branches. Comfortable, homey, friendly-like, a yummy mixture waiting for creative writing to express everything and be free. The foosball table, a rumbling earthquake. Who needs to watch games off your laptop when you have one in high def right there. The murmuring of everyone content with eating lunch, filling their endless pit of a belly. No hands raise to wash those dishes. Hometeam running around receiving as much attention from the guys as a babe in a bikini on the beach would. Everyone’s energy rising because they know what’s about to come. People finishing with their elective classes still deep in thought about how to make their product perfect. Was the shot was even up to par?

    Getting out of those pajama bottoms and into those comfy broken-in jeans. The transition has occurred. The shade under the deck becomes the only sanctuary from the sun. New projects arising. Outside the house may look as though nothing is truly going on but when you dare to open that door you’re greeted by the sound of a thousand different conversations. What a lovely group we are….Herd of us stampeding everywhere-we laugh at the thought of tiptoeing. The playful barks of Hometeam who has discovered a new stick. We are chaos in a line. Huge stickers everywhere your eyes may land, dappling our items.

    Going out onto the lake in my stinky paddling gear. Everyone a swarm trying to get to the wave first. All hurried paddle strokes never leaving the water. Babyface holding our attention as if it was a child in a playpen. Corner wave keeping us in its own little timeout away from every else. Hitting move after move trying our hardest -pushing boundaries, cheers, hoots, hollers from our friends watching you nail that trick you’ve been working on for so long. How can it be you have that much love and support. then peeling my skirt away from my boat to get out on the mossy covered shore. Take action shots of the group, battling matt for my turn to take photos, to get a better shot then him. Finally reaching the time my tummy starts to grumble again. Everyone listens to my incessant hiccups because of this fact, I’m hungry. Paddling back in and ripping off all the paddling gear drenching you all over. Rushing quickly inside so not to get the chill and jump right into the warm steamy shower. It’s like a spa when you close your eyes and pretend. Tracy telling me to hurry up because we’re going to be leaving for dinner soon. Jumping out in a hurried rush my towel wrapped around me as I run into my room. Careful don’ t let it slip! Rushing to put on an outfit usually for dinner, I put on something fun and cute because its nice to feel like girlie. Sometimes just because I can. It reminds me of home when my dad and I would go out to dinner, it was always fun and special. Running out to the van my hair still dripping wet but at least neatly parted and into my classic little colorful bow. Gahhh…running back into to get the Wilderness Tours bracelet. Tino honking the horn trying to get me to hurry it up. Hahaha! Someone else forgot their’s too.

    The sun going back to its favorite hiding place. Everyone running around, excited, pupils huge searching for the light. Headlamps illuminating what our eyes cannot. The foosball table games are in full swing! Teachers working on their plans for the next day preparing their schedules- planning, plotting possibly? Nahhhhh…..Study hall. Pauses. All. The. Fun. Working on homework, trying not to giggle at the person next to you, waiting for that clock to hit the time when your free again to run off into the night. Sneaking through the woods, reaching Stephen’s little humble abode, the little fire already roaring making up despite its small size. The company of friends, the woody smell of the smoke seeps into your hair and the clothes your wearing, bringing the comfort of the woods all the way into your heart welcoming you into its home. Telling spooky stories that send a chill up your spine. Snuggling on Hometeam for some wanted comfort, clinging to the person next to you, asking for a buddy to accompany you while you walk back. You hear a stick crack, its not yours. Could it be a killer in the woods? Nope. A little squirrel scurries off next to you. Watching a movie- so engrossed even with the silliest things the guys seem to have on their computers these days. Some people heading off to bed for their beauty rest while the night owls are wide awake talking and chattering away about the day. When 10:30 comes around off to slip into your comfy pajamas and brush your pearly whites-snuggle into that sleeping bag that welcomes you so graciously even though you leave him lonely all day long. “LIGHTS OUT”, Tino will yell. The pitter patter of a little mouse trying to find the peanut butter in a cabinet. Snores and deep breathes one of the other accompanying sounds you hear. Your dreams welcome you twirling you back into their arms.

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    Student Report #2

    Wednesday, September 30th, 2009

    It seems I have been given the honor of writing the second student report which I have no problem with at all. It has been such an exciting jam packed couple of weeks. So, I have a pretty fun and easy job because I get to talk about all the cool things we’ve done in these past few weeks.

    Well, first off, leaving the Ottawa River sure brought a tear to everyone’s eye;  all those amazing play spots and our own little village. But, we didn’t despair for long becauseeee……..we were going to visit the world famous Niagara Falls! The whole group was certainly excited for this and that 7 hour car ride was just helping build up our anticipation. The whole van was chattering away at the first sighting of the Niagara Falls exit on the highway. As we entered the city all our eyes were glued to the window and we probably looked like a bunch of kids in a candy shop oogling at everything. The Canadian streets were lined with every touristy shop and museum you could think of. According to Matt Hill, our resident Canadian, Niagara Falls is like our Las Vegas. After we reached the lovely hotel we would be staying at, Dave gave us our curfew and then we were set free. While he, Melina, Tino and Tracy went to go have dinner with a family whose daughter might be attending NRA next semester, everyone else wandered down to the falls. Oh, they were a sight to behold! They were absolutely magical. You can definitely tell we were kayakers though. While everyone there was having there photos taken we were talking about what line would be the best to take off the falls. Afterwards, we went back up to the main street and started wandering around looking at all the places, discussing which one would be the best to explore. It seemed we could never decide because when we made one decision an even cooler place to go look at would pop up and start the whole process over again. When it was about time for our curfew we all meandered back and just collapsed, tired from the driving and eventful evening.

    The next day we were able to visit the place where they give helicopter rides over Niagara. Apparently the company is owned by the parents of Jessica, the girl who will hopefully be able to be with us the second semester. How cool! It was like every little boy’s dream being that close up to those big machines. Her family also was so kind to us, they even made it possible for us all as a school group to visit many of the museums, including Ripley’s Believe It or Not.  Leaving there that day, we all breathed a sigh of contentment, all worn out and ready to make the last leg of  the journey back to our home base. The drive back wasn’t that bad, everyone in the car had at least one school assignment they needed to get done for the next school day.

    The next week of school consisted of 1 hour and 30 minute classes. I know, I know sounds like a lot of school but do not fear- it was for good reason. The extra long classes enabled us to have time to paddle the Gauley River where the famous “Gauley Fest” is held every year. So sticking out that difficult bit of school for some of the week would allow us have an amazing weekend filled with big water.

    Our week ended with us having Friday off to paddle the Gauley River. We had Matt Smink and Dave as our trusty guides showing us down the safe, fun lines. The Gauley has to be one of my favorite rivers to paddle because it has one of my favorite things in whitewater kayaking, big waves! So many people threw or attempted kickflips, wave wheels, and macho moves off these monstrous beauties. Everyone had the time of their lives and there was not one frowning face by the end of the day, or even the whole weekend I might add. Probably because those trips to “Fat Eddys” at the end of our river runs also had something to do with it. I mean who could keep a frown when your slurping up one of West Virginia’s finest milkshakes.

    So as you can see quite an eventful couple of weeks. Everyone is still working hard, first as students, then as paddlers. We still have a little bit more to go until our first break, and I’m definitely excited to see what these next few weeks will hold.

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    Our Last Day in Canada

    Friday, September 25th, 2009

    Oh, how sad it was leaving behind our sweet little home next to the Ottawa. It became like a second home almost- but I think all the places we stay will probably be like that. Anyways, for photography class, to enjoy our last full day in the Ottawa Valley,  Melina surprised us both by taking us to the small town right down the road called Beachburg. Our task was to capture the essence of this quaint little place. I know I enjoyed walking up and down the streets. If you looked closely you could find so many surprises that would make an unusual photo. For a lot of my pictures, I went right up and talked to the people living in the town asking if I may take their photo, explaining I was in the NRA photo class. Of course this was always met with some, “Ohhhh! you don’t wanna take my picture!” That thought was easily dismissed with some coaxing and an irresistible smile. I know they enjoyed being my model,  after it was all said and done. After we finished going around the town, we were riding back in the car when I remembered the miniature ponies we passed on the way there. I reminded Melina again about this because I wanted to see those ponies! We pulled over and I asked the lady who owned them if she would be kind enough to let us see them. She gladly brought us over into the pen where there was also goats and a little calf. She said they all get along and are all buddies, except for the male goat who occasionally spits. It was like she had her own personal petting zoo. When we got back to the base and began uploading the pictures everyone couldn’t believe we we able to do that. Just another reason for them to be wishing to have chosen photo class instead. Well, all I know is this was such a cool experience and its definitely one I’m going to remember for awhile.

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    This photo has been enhanced for the purpose of fun.

    This photo has been enhanced for the purpose of fun.

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    This photo has also been edited for fun.

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    Fall Stroll With Photography Class

    Wednesday, September 16th, 2009

    Yesterday, for our photo class Melina suprised us by taking us on a nice fall stroll. We stopped at this little glorious place on the side of the road that had so many places to capture action. We had a picture taking spree because of all the perfect picture oppurtunites. I had fun being the model for some but I also enjoyed being the director too. It was so cool setting them up where I wanted them to be in my shots. For my photos, I had people hiding in the field of cattails playing hide and seek almost. I also had them playing around a do not trespass sign because we all like living on edge. We are kayakers after all. Well I hope you enjoy perusing my photos as much as I enjoyed taking them the other day.

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    Creative Writing

    Wednesday, September 9th, 2009

    Creative writing is one my most enjoyable classes.  I’m the only student in that class and it’s so cool. For my first assignment, I needed to choose a photograph and let all my ideas flow freely. Usually in writing you have no idea where to begin. The photo helped narrow my ideas because I only had to write about the things going on in it. So you write without punctuation and just let your mind go and write down everything that comes to mind. That is why the punctuation in this is non-existent. I wrote this as if I was the person in the photograph.

    bubbly excitement to get the shot to impress them all my chance to shine show what i can do what i can capture and portray so simply it gives me my own way to express my emotion how i feel from comedic to a complete and utter seriousness it can be whatever i choose how in control i feel like i am the mastermind behind it all this ingenious plan in which i am the king controlling all these silly pawns to their place in it all however sometimes the candid remarks or movements i catch them doing can become the most perfect unplanned addition isn’t it all about those little things anyways watching this unfold before my eyes is quite the joy the satisfaction of the accomplishment that almost everyone has felt before does that mean my work  is in vain it is not showing my individuality my specialness my gift to the world no it does it does only for the fact that my heart my soul every little piece of me goes into the final product i put out what a comtemplation what silly ideas have you thought up now you crazy mind oh the things i see that no one else ever will even in their wildest dreams where it has taken me where it will now where it will then it seems so long ago i was the one tiptoeing around in the sand avoiding the lapping tide then as my knowledge grew there i was swimming with the brightly colored fish and anemones and now finally i have boarded my own sailboat i am in control of it all except where the winds will take me i can fly across the sea with the sails taught and tidy i know my course i already know what the wind has planned for me now

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    SRT Training at The New River Academy Kayak School

    Thursday, September 3rd, 2009
    Yesterday, we had SRT training at the rapid where Garbarator is located. The video class students were filming us for their production of the training.  When I wasn’t in their shots I was able to get some nice photos of everything going on. All of the action was a lot of fun to shoot. In general I think everyone had a fun time doing the training.
    Here are some of the shots I took of them:
    Stephen getting into place for the next shot.

    Stephen getting into place for the next shot.

    Matt filming Stephen for the video.

    Matt filming Stephen for the video.

    Clay throwing a rope to a swimmer.

    Clay throwing a rope to a swimmer.

    Matt in place for another shot.

    Matt in place for another shot.

    Clay throwing an end for his cartwheel.

    Clay throwing an end for his cartwheel.

    Alex excited to have finished all the filming.

    Alex excited to have finished all the filming.

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    First Day of School

    Tuesday, September 1st, 2009

    Stephen Forster Surfing Corner Wave

    Picture I Took of Stephen Forster Surfing Corner Wave

    Today was the first day of school here at NRA and I have to say this was the most I’ve ever enjoyed a school day. In the morning, we woke up and had a workout which was quite refreshing. When we finished with that we walked back over to the cabins we’re staying in to be greeted by a tasty breakfast of huevos rancheros. Then we got ready and started all our classes. It was so cool being the only person in my first class that was something totally new for me. At the school I used to attend, a class would usually consist of about 20 people. Having the small classes like we do now is absolutely amazing. I love having more attention from the teachers and how you can ask your questions right away. It’s definitely going to help me excel that much more. After our 4th period we had lunch which was a goulash of rice, beans, and some other yummy things. I’m pretty sure we were all starting to get pumped about being able to get out on the river right after school. When we did finish school we had a quick clean up of all our living spaces and then geared up to go surf on “Corner Wave”. I brought my camera with me and I was so excited to start working on figuring out how to take a good photo. I spent quite a bit of time just taking photos of all my peers and I was having so much fun. It was definitely an enjoyable experience and I’m so stoked about photography now. I can’t wait to keep working on it and become a good photographer.

    Happy Paddling,

    Taylor Cote

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    First Couple of Days

    Tuesday, September 1st, 2009

    Paddling the Main Channel of the Ottawa

    Paddling the Main Channel of the Ottawa

    When I finally reached New River Academy’s base in West Virginia just a couple days ago, it finally hit me that I actually am apart of all of it now. This has been something I have dreamt about and it’s all right in front of me now happening so fast. The drive up to Canada was something else entirely. I think all of us were really pumped meeting new people and were feeding off each others excitement about reaching the Ottawa River. Even though near the end of the drive I think everyone was so worn out from the whole ordeal, I mean 16 hours of anything would wear anyone out. But after a day a rest we all felt refreshed and were stoked to get out on the water. We paddled the Main channel of the river and I know I enjoyed all the big wave trains a lot. Right now, the level is at a lower level which means we have “Corner Wave” to enjoy and we’re hoping for “Babyface” or “Garbarator” to come in too. It’s so weird seeing the Ottawa at this level because when I was here as a Keener it averaged 8 and seeing a river at different levels is definitely interesting. I’m so excited for school to start tomorrow and just for the new experience of it all. I think its going to be an awesome year with a bunch of great people.

    Happy Paddling,

    Taylor Cote

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