Paddling in his wake, through Adirondack waters

Paddling in his wake, through Adirondack waters

A tribute to Don Morris, paddling legend, devoted fatherBy Chris MorrisIt’s a hot, sunny day in the summer of 1998, and I’m sitting in a baby blue Dagger kayak, floating in an eddy below a series of steep, technical drops on the Black River. I’m 13 years old and I took a hard pass on paddling this section. My dad is up there, somewhere, with his buddies, scouting the rapids and picking lines.The minutes pass at a snail’s pace, but eventually, I …