NYC 9/11 Public Portal Document
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canoes powered by strong-looking
women.
And then, voila! As tourists gaped,
our flotilla of red, blue and yellow kay
aks nosed up to the eastern edge of
Liberty Island and stopped, the statue
looming overhead. Ashore, a uni-
formed gospel group swayed and sang.
Off to our left, the Staten Island Ferry
sliced through the blue-flecked waters
of Upper New York Bay to Lower Man
hattan, whose concrete cliffs served as
the metaphoric “golden door” of the
Emma Lazarus poem.
“It was quite an American moment,”
Jim Kuser, 30, a vice president of
Merrill Lynch in Princeton, N.J., said
later.
The statue and Ellis Island are poi
gnant, potent national symbols, “and it
was neat,” Kuser said, “to see the
statue from up so close, with the gos
pel singers there, and all of us free to
paddle around.
“There aren’t too many places you
can do all this.”
Added Chris Castano, 32, another
Merrill Lynch vice president; “It’s a ter
rific experience. You get a great per
spective on the city, and it’s a good
workout to boot.”
On Saturdays and Sundays from
mid-May to mid-October, the Down
town Boathouse runs trips to the statue
or the Intrepid Sea-Air-Space Museum
at the end of West 46th Street. For ei
ther trip, walk-up kayakers must arrive
by 8 a.m., bring something to drink,
know how to swim, sign waivers and, if
necessary, take part in the lottery.
There are no reservations.
First-timers are common. One was
Ted Reiner, 36, a lawyer from Man
hattan’s Upper West Side. The pro
gram, Reiner said, was one of those
rare things in life; “It exceeded my
expectations.
“It was extremely well organized, it
felt safe, and it’s just...” — he
searches for a word — “. . . it’s just
staggering that you can do something
like this on the spur of the moment, in
New York, for free.
“It sounded too good to be true, but
it wasn’t.
“I love New York.”
For some, the Liberty trip was a
kind of physical crucible. I’m generally
fit, but I last kayaked in 1992, and for
me this was an arduous upper-body
workout. Afterward, my trapezius mus
cles felt twitchy, my lateral deltoids
and biceps on fire, my hands mildly
blistered. But also I felt exhilarated.
Kuser was right; It was a great Ameri
can moment. •
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