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Meghalaya (India) Outreach

The American Packrafting Association‘s first outreach initiative will provide boats and water safety workshops in Meghalaya, “The Abode of Clouds,” Northeast India (September, 2013). Our objectives are to promote eco-tourism with video documentation, and local environmental awareness by getting locals to play in the water.

We seek donations of old, damaged, or heavily used boats to repair and leave in Meghalaya. In exchange, I will provide a 24 x 36″ canvas print of any photo on Things To Luc At. Please contact Luc for more information!

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Spring Break: Haines, Alaska

Josh Mumm and I drove to Haines to check out Graham Kraft’s new treehouse and ski some famous Haines snow. We were skunked by high winds and cold temps. I started the trip by falling face-first into ankle-deep water. My ‘friends’ say I was due, but I am still bitter. Video and photos.

Josh Mumm, Buckwell Haze

Graham and Lindsay's Treehouse


All Game Trails Lead to Roman

I have been intentionally making this site look and function as a website rather than as a blog. But people still call it a blog, and sometimes I have something I want to share (like that amazing mousetrap video!) but don’t have the venue. I guess this is the venue, and it makes sense to start with inspiration: why I started documenting trips.

During my first Wilderness Classic, whenever I stumbled out of the alder and onto a game trail, I’d see Roman Dial‘s shoe tread. You get to know all the leaders’ treads during the Classics. Roman’s had little v’s. I’d lose the game trail, take my standard ‘down-is-down’ strategy, eventually find another great game trail and soon see those damned v’s again.

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I had heard of Roman’s adventures when I was in high school in Anchorage. My style was pretty different… I carried two quarts of liquid milk on my first backpacking trip.

One of my graduate school advisors, Peter Kelemen, had a loose connection with Roman and sent him an email on my behalf, likely looking for fieldwork opportunities. I didn’t hear back.

When I moved back to Anchorage I emailed Professor Dial in hopes of finding a connection to the Environmental Science department at Alaska Pacific University. He must have been in the field.

I did some substitute teaching and at one point I had Cody Roman Dial and Jazz Dial in classes. I mentioned that I had emailed their dad and hadn’t heard back.

Hig and Erin, classmates from Carleton, gave a slideshow in Anchorage on their way from Seattle to the end of the Aleutian Peninsula. Hig introduced me to Roman, and… nothing exciting happened. It was kind of like stalking a hot girl for years, finally meeting, and then… I don’t know how to end this analogy.

I bought a packraft. I started paddling class II overnighters and the Eagle River bridge-to-bridge after work. After a few years I got into bigger rapids. I can’t remember how we ended up on the same river, but as soon as Roman saw that I had the tenacity to grit through some bigger rapids (in other words, swim everything… but with a grin), everything changed. In the next two weeks Roman took me under his arm and got me on 6 or 7 class IV runs. It was awesome. I bought a cheap waterproof camera so I could document trips like him.

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Roman has been a mentor to me. At first in Alaska’s glacier waters, then on distance trips or structuring a video. When I realized that the Classics had ruined my toe nails, I asked Roman about his. I can’t remember where we were… sitting on a grassy slope, tired, shoes already off. He took his socks off to show me his toenails. They were as bad or worse as mine, and he tried to comfort me by saying, “All of my friends have toenail fungus.”

Now Roman mentors me at the University. It probably isn’t true, but I tell people he got me the teaching job. He wasn’t on the hiring committee, but he kept reminding me until I applied. I applied because I wanted to teach, but also because I didn’t have unlimited texting and needed to get him off my back.

Every now and then I’ll see a packrafting reference to ‘Roman and Luc,’ or overhear an exasperated student talk about taking classes from ‘Roman and Luc.’ Double whammy. I love it.

Our offices are next door. He sometimes yells through the wall when I’m working with a student, “Yes, make her do that!” I like to think that when I sidle up he tries to read my face to guess whether I’m going to ask about school, packrafting, or a summer trip.

I have a lot of luck in my life, and I’m grateful that my path brought me parallel to Roman’s. Literally. This summer we bought houses 3 blocks apart and share the bike commute to campus.