Mak and I ran some large water up north in October 2015. I suspect it might be his last kayak trip. While the kayak affords him plenty of room, he continually tried to sit directly in front of me – impeding my paddling. Though the 17′ canoe is far more cumbersome to move and lift onto the very high truck roof, it might be the best bet for him.The wind was cold. Mak wore his winter coat under the life jacket. After a bit, we stopped to warmup by a fire.