Sport: Faltbootpaddeln

On the plashy banks of the Housatonic River in northern Connecticut one morning last week, two fishermen looked up with scowls as a hiker with a rucksack and a brown duffle shaped like an oversized golf bag broke through the woods with a noise loud enough to scare every trout within 50 yd. Abashed, the hiker tiptoed downstream, dropped his burden in a small clearing. While the two fishermen watched, first in irritation then in amazement, he took a red rubbery roll of cloth and a heap of small sticks from his duffle, put...

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