I’ve got Canoe-Brain. It’s a legitimate condition. I looked it up. Canoe-Brain is a debilitating illness where one cannot think about anything but canoes for an extended period of time.

I’ve been afflicted with Canoe-Brain since my 30th birthday last week, when my wife presented me with the gift of CANOE. The best part is that I get to research and shop for it myself. Outdoor gear and equipment is the only caviat to my opinion that shopping sucks. I’m drowning in paddling websites, manufacturer’s product catalogs and canoeing magazines.

I’ve been canoeing since I was 8-years-old, but this will be the first time I own my own boat. Needless to say, I’m extremely excited. I have an amazing wife who knows me better than I know myself. I’m blessed to call her mine.

As pretty as that wooden canoe in the photo is, it is not the type of canoe I will be getting. Wood is gorgeous… but it’s expensive, heavy and not very durable. I’ll be going with something more affordable and lasting. The choices, features, shapes, lengths, weights, materials and accessories are mountainous. I can appreciate learning all the modern canoe jargon and discovering how far technologically this shrinking community of paddlers has travelled. Some of the innovations in canoe and paddle design are pretty amazing.

For now, I’m enjoying the process of narrowing down the choices and dreaming of the next time I get to paddle. I’ll be sure to share the boat I get with my blog readers.