Word: kayak
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...early days, most travelers ventured to Freeport only to shop at Bean's. If outdoorsy families wanted to buy a tent, a kayak, moose hunting equipment or a just a pair of duck shoes, they piled in the station wagon and made the road trip through Massachusetts and New Hampshire to Freeport...
...four-member U.S. women's flat-water kayak team, another "disorganized band of people committed to an offbeat sport," as one of them puts it, also has a clear commitment: to get past a 20-year soggy patch in which the U.S. has won no kayaking medals at all. Not many people in the country know or care about their crusade, and that seems to be just fine with the kayakers. "I think we're tougher than a Mary Decker," says Ann Turner, 27, a tall, striking blond who is the veteran of the crew...
Illinois-born Turner, who lives in Stockholm with her Swedish boyfriend when she is not training, has been a kayak gypsy since she was 17. "It takes six to eight years to get really good," she says. She made the Olympic teams in 1976 and '80, supporting herself by lifeguarding, teaching school and selling handmade sweaters and caps. Every dollar and krona she has earned, she says, has gone into kayaking; "I've never bought a stereo...
...Californian and sometime student at Orange Coast College in Costa Mesa, Calif., the most gifted natural athlete on the squad; Shirley Dery, 22, born in the U.S. of Hungarian parents, who trained until last year with the powerful Hungarian team; and Leslie Klein, 29, from Concord, Mass., another kayak gypsy who converted from white-water kayaking. Klein spent years "living out of a car in soaking wet clothes, eating gritty oatmeal." Her life is somewhat more conventional now; she is married to J.T. Kearney, a phys-ed professor at the University of Kentucky, who took a sabbatical to train...
...will never find Waring's bear. He is out there somewhere, that bear, but you have to go looking for him. George Waring, 42, is an ophthalmic surgeon from Atlanta who does a lot of big-water expedition kayaking. Once in Alaska he and a friend were sluicing at high speed along Prairie Creek, in the neighborhood of Mount McKinley. The creek was 30 ft. wide, and it was fast and rocky. Salmon slapped the bottom of their kayak. Abruptly they came upon a grizzly in the water, fishing for salmon. There was no way to stop...