Summer School: Training and Paddling the Molokai to Oahu World Paddleboard Championships
On Sunday, July 29, I crossed the Ka’iwi channel paddling 32
miles from Kalua Koi, Moloka’i to Maunalua Bay, ‘Oahu. Looking back on it now I
try to answer the question a lot of people have asked; “Why did you do it?”
That’s really difficult to answer. From the outside all you see is how
difficult it is to train, to plan the logistics and then to paddle such a
grueling channel. I think the reason I did it was to challenge myself to do
something that I thought was crazy. There were moments during training, and
even during the race, that I thought I couldn’t do it anymore. Perservering
through these times is what teaches a person their limits, which are often far
greater than they knew. I learned a lot about myself and my limits this summer.
The entire summer was dedicated to training. There was one
paddle in particular that I remember. It was the second 17 mile paddle that I
attempted on a difficult course due to the winds, the surf and the tide. A
group of us paddled from Makapu’u to Kaimana. After passing Kahala with about 4
miles to go, I hit the wall. The wind surfers started zooming past me with
smiles on their faces and I wanted to throw a rock at them. I put my head on my
board and started crying. It was then that my paddling partner who was on a
stock board, a generally slower board than my unlimited board, paddled up to me
and smiled and said, with lots of energy, “Hey!” I wanted to quit. Training
paddles are learning experience. I learned what food to eat, how to pace, when
and how much to drink. I listened to advice from my friends and began to enjoy
their company for an entire day as we paddled.
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| Coffee makes any bad day turn bright. This is pre-race morning. |
Logistics was another challenge of the race. Each paddler or
team is required to have an escort boat to stay with them the entire time.
Finding a boat has to be done well in advance so that forms can be signed, race
packets can be picked up and instructions can be given. Not to mention finding
a hotel, figuring a way to get your board to Moloka’i safely and organizing
food to eat while you’re there.
Getting there was difficult, but none of that came to mind
when the start flag dropped. I began the race paddling hard, fueled by
adrenaline and the energy of 100 other paddlers. Immediately I focused in on my
competition. After 30 minutes the boats came along and began to follow their
paddlers. I got knocked off my board a couple times trying to chase people instead
of focusing on getting past the chop. I got anxious as I watched my competition
pull further in front of me. That’s when I decided to stay true to one of my
goals: paddle my own race. I let them go their way as I went mine and I began
to surf. One wave was so great I had to slide a couple feet back towards the
tail in order not to pearl. These free rides became my saving grace 4 hours
into the paddle. I was having a great time! I couldn’t see Oahu yet so I just
tried to surf the fastest route possible and trusted Sparky, my boat captain,
to navigate me there.
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| The dream team left to right: Leane Dalring, Josh Guerra, Alli Adams, Steve "Sparkee" Chaimberlin and Dana |
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| Top: Mid-channel bump. Bottom: Finish line relief. |
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| My first greeting to land. Morgan has done so much for so many people in this sport. |
A special thank you to all of my friends and my family who supported me throughout this. My family, my mom, dad, Kathy, Christie, Chelsea, Josh, Alli, Morgan, Becky, Meg, Carolyn, Jess, Katie Thompson, Jubilee, Tiffany Sammis, Sanja, Katie Seall, Liz, and all of my friends. The Wailupe crew for training and Coach Mike Cote for has amazing efforts. The north shore crew, Chris Owens for organizing paddles, Mike Takahashi for helping to organize this race and many others. The Aussies, Mick DiBetta for his paddling tips. The competition, Jordan, Kanesa and Bronte for their motivation. There are so many to name and without all these special people, and the ones I haven't mentioned, something like this would not be possible.
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| Just a few of my amazing friends that greeted me at the finish line. |










