“Canada is what it is because of its waterways.”
It’s not hard to recognize a Kickass Canadian when their résumé includes the following: member of the first all-women team to canoe across Canada; official guide for the Trans Canada Trail Northwest Territories research trip; 2007 Outstanding Experiential Teacher of the Year, as per the Association for Experiential Education (AEE); and co-author of an essay in the book Rendezvous with the Wild: The Boreal Forest, which was edited by Kickass Canadian (and fellow canoeist) James Raffan.
It’s even easier when they’re recommended to you with the following endorsement:
“I’m not sure I’ve EVER met anyone who is as infectious and passionate about experiential learning as Carrie Nolan. She has taught all across the country, including in small northern Canadian communities and on First Nations reserves, and everyone who meets her loves her. She changes people’s lives!”
That recommendation came from Grant McMillan, who worked with Carrie when she was teaching Outdoor Adventure and Administration at Briercrest College in Caronport, Saskatchewan. Her time there, much like the rest of her life since her early teens, has been marked by incredible canoe trips across Canada’s many waters.
But although Carrie has developed a deep passion for canoeing, it certainly wasn’t a case of love at first sight.
Getting her feet wet
Carrie was properly introduced to canoeing when she joined the out-trip club at Parry Sound High School in her hometown of Parry Sound, Ontario. Before that, she hadn’t been much of an outdoors girl. Her parents and elder sister got their camping fix in early, so by the time Carrie was born, they’d gone on to other things. Fortunately, her best friend, Martha Martens (née Mortson), grew up camping with her own family, and encouraged Carrie to sign up for the out-trip club’s nine-day canoe trip through Algonquin Park in their freshman year.
“It snowed the first day and it rained the second day, and I thought it was the stupidest thing anybody could do with themselves,” says Carrie. She had no intention of getting in another canoe. In the end, though, peer pressure won out (“in my case, it was a good thing”), and she found her way back on the water.
“That has created a life time of paddling and being outdoors,” she says.
One of her earlier leaps into the wilderness was through a “sisterhood” with Martha and Martha’s cousin, Kristi Vegt (née Mintz), while they were still in high school. They called themselves the FROG Sisters (FROG was short for Friendly Rambunctious Outdoor Girls), and took every opportunity to celebrate Canada’s great, vast landscape.
In the summer of 1993, before their last year of high school, the FROG Sisters got together to watch the movie Indian Summer, which is about a summer camp in Algonquin Park. Carrie and Kristi were so inspired that they decided to start their own canoe camp.
“We asked Martha if she wanted to join us, but she said, “I’d rather just paddle across the country,’” says Carrie. “That night, when we were just 17, ended up being pretty pivotal, because Kristi and I did start FROG Expeditions (two years later), and we ran it for four years. And Martha and I did paddle across the country.”
The seed may have been planted in 1993, but the epic Many Waters trek across Canada’s lakes and rivers really took root in 1999, the year Carrie graduated from Lakehead University with an Honours Bachelor of Outdoor Recreation and a BA in Geography. She and Martha secured grants from the Royal Canadian Geographical Society, and attracted a slew of exceptional sponsors, including Bluewater Canoes, which donated a 17-foot yellow Kevlar canoe, and XY Paddle Company, which gave them their paddles.
The plan was to take two summers to cover 9,000km. They would start in The Pas, Manitoba in summer of 1999 and reach Saint John, New Brunswick by late autumn. Then in spring 2000, they’d paddle from The Pas to Tuktoyaktuk, Northwest Territories, completing their route between the Atlantic Ocean to the Arctic Ocean.
“But things never go according to plan,” says Carrie.
By the end of their first summer, they realized they’d have to extend their trip by a year. What was to have been a four-day stretch along Lake Superior, between Marathon and Wawa, Ontario, wound up taking 22 days, thanks to very rough waters. The paddlers were forced to skip a portion of their route between Wawa and Parry Sound, and still only got as far as Montreal, Quebec by October 14.
“(Throughout the trip), I’d been singing I’ll be Home for Christmas,” says Carrie, who had figured they’d actually be home long before then. “Martha and I started to find that not very funny when the snow started flying.”
The pair decided to pack it in, and add a third summer to cover the parts they’d missed that year—Wawa to Parry Sound, and Montreal to Saint John—after spending four months paddling from The Pas to Tuktoyaktuk in the summer of 2000.
Weathering the storms
The choppy stretch along Lake Superior wasn’t the only obstacle nature presented. There were four-foot swells on Lake Winnipeg, ferocious thunderstorms, and even the tail end of a tornado in the Northwest Territories, about 80km outside of Fort Smith.
“It started with a wind that flattened a tent on us,” says Carrie. “We were on a sand bar island, so sand was blowing in the tent, and then came the hail and the rain and the lightening. The lightening was constant, and we were the highest point because we were on a sand bar. I remember reciting this scripture in my head, ‘Be still, and know that I am God.’ Meanwhile Martha was reciting the steps of CPR, in case we were still alive after the storm hit. She was a little more pragmatic than I was.”
The storm did eventually blow over, leaving both women alive and well, except for one thing: they were without a canoe. “It was our mistake for not tying it down,” says Carrie. So there they were, stranded on an island in the Northwest Territories. They downed some chocolate bars and a couple Benadryl, then went to sleep.
In the morning, they called the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP) for help, and were picked up by motorboat. When they still couldn’t find the canoe, their expedition took another detour. Carrie and Martha hitchhiked 700km to get a canoe that Carrie had left by the Mackenzie River on a trip two years prior, and then they hitchhiked 700km back with the canoe.
Surprisingly, Carrie says “people are actually more willing to pick you up when you’re hitchhiking with a canoe. They know you’re not up to mischief and they think you’re funny.”
After all that work, she and Martha returned only to find that their original yellow canoe had been discovered just 10km from where they’d lost it. Onward and northward.
Thinking outside the books
Between their second and third summers, Carrie and Martha spent four months touring with a slideshow of their trip, which they presented to about 8,000 youth in 150 schools across Canada. They tailored their presentations to each age group; for elementary school students, the focus was on Canada’s geography; for high schoolers, it was on achieving dreams. Across every grade level, the response was the same: amazing.
Upon completing the final leg of their journey in the summer of 2001, Carrie and Martha were recognized by the federal government for their remarkable achievement—both in paddling across Canada, and in spreading their knowledge with Canadian students.
Carrie says there’s a Many Waters book in the works, which will recount their stories and share their lessons. But she isn’t waiting to apply her lessons learned, either to her life or her teachings.
When Carrie and Martha set out to paddle the country, they didn’t have a cause in mind. “Whenever people would ask about that, my dad would always say we were doing it be-cause,” says Carrie. “That was our cause. Because it’s out there and because you can.”
A large part of the appeal was simply in seeing the land they loved so much, and experiencing it at 5km/hour (what Carrie calls the “slow travel movement”). But a fundamental reason for the trip was that both women wanted to explore Canada through its peoples.
Throughout most of the trek, Carrie and Martha camped, but their tenting adventures were broken up now and then when they were “taken home by really hospitable Canadian people,” says Carrie. “We were invited into so many homes all across the country. You can be a tourist and visit places in Canada, but to paddle in and get invited into homes—and experience meeting people the way we did, and being embraced and taken care of—was jaw-dropping. The country is full of incredible people, and that’s everywhere, from Montreal to a small northern community… We had all kinds of wonderful experiences.”
Of the countless ways Carrie says the trip changed her, it’s those encounters with others that weigh in as the most significant. “Others” for Carrie includes not only strangers, but also animals, and even Martha, her closest friend since birth.
“Our moms were best friends,” says Carrie. “We played together in the [Parry Sound Pentecostal Tabernacle] church nursery, and alternated Sundays after church at each other’s houses, and it just kept going from there.”
Still, the trip required that the two friends meet one another continuously, dealing with the good and the bad.
“I think the biggest story of our canoe trip is that of friendship, because we are still friends,” says Carrie. “And it wasn’t always easy. But I think learning to be with another—with a friend, or a moose or wolves or people—in a way that actually works, has influenced a lot of my work with my students. It’s even in my PhD dissertation around encounter—how we meet the other and how we learn from that. I can see the roots of that in the expedition.”
A good education
Those roots are now fully formed, and have grown to yield many strong branches.
Carrie’s knowledge base draws on a formal education that includes an MSc in Experiential Education from Minnesota State University, Mankato (2004) and a PhD in the Philosophy of Education from the University of New Hampshire (2012). She’s also gained plenty of knowledge through her informal education, exploring Canada’s waterways both on her own and as a guide.
While teaching at Briercrest College from 2001 to 2006, she led students on a wide array of expeditions. One involved bringing an 800lb climbing wall on a canoe trip along the Mackenzie River, so that the group could offer a travelling summer camp of sorts to the First Nations communities they visited.
Carrie has been a frequent guide for Parry Sound’s Black Feather Wilderness Adventure Company, which she calls “one of the foremost guiding companies.” (As it happens, James Raffan also spent many summers guiding for them.) And she’s something of an expert when it comes to paddling the Mackenzie River, having been on its waters four times, including once to guide the author of the Trans Canada Trail Northwest Territories guidebook.
Having faith the size of a mustard seed…
All her experience in studying and practicing experiential learning comes together in Carrie’s current job. As Assistant Professor of Education at Ambrose University College in Calgary, Alberta, she teaches the ‘Society and Culture: Methodology and Practices’ stream of the school’s two-year Bachelor of Education program.
Part of what drew her to the position was the fact that, as a faith-based school, Ambrose enabled her to consider how one’s faith life influences one’s teaching life, and vice versa.
“We talk about teaching to the whole child,” says Carrie. “My students aren’t children—they’re 21 and older—but it matters to me to teach to the whole person, and I think a part of that is the spiritual side of ourselves. So at a faith-based school, whether it’s a Muslim school or a Christian school or what have you, part of the mandate is to address that part of the person, and I think that’s important.”
As a youngster, Carrie’s dream was to open a private Christian school, with an emphasis on outdoor education. Now, as a grown woman, she’s come to realize that she might be able to do more good as a professor. “In the position I’m in at Ambrose, I’m influencing tomorrow’s teachers,” she says. “I have 24 graduates a year, so 24 classrooms a year will be changed because of my work with those teachers.”
Just four months into her job at Ambrose, Carrie isn’t sure exactly what her long-range forecast will look like. But she’s certain that it will involve trying to continue to transform education.
Once in a lifetime
Carrie is equally certain of what it won’t involve: paddling across Canada again. “My husband [Jon Nolan] is so sad about that,” says Carrie. “He says, ‘Let’s just paddle across the country.’ But I tell him, ‘Honey, you missed that boat.’ Spending time outdoors and in canoes still means a lot to me, but (paddling across the country) was a full-on commitment for that time period… I’m so glad we did it, but you don’t do it twice.”
As Carrie reflects on that ‘once in a lifetime’ experience, and her many other adventures on our great nation’s lakes and rivers, she considers why Canada’s waterways are so very important.
“I think if you compared Canada to a human body, our waterways are our blood vessels,” she says. “What do our blood vessels do for the body? They get oxygen to the brain, they move good things in and bad things out. We couldn’t do what we do without that vital function in our bodies, and I think our waterways do that in some ways. I think they have very strong utilitarian value, just in terms of what we need water for—for our lives, for transportation, fishing industry, all those kind of things. There’s a huge utilitarian purpose.
“But there’s also a huge aesthetic purpose in that, really, it is what connects this country. Canada is what it is because of its waterways. That’s how our First Nations people got around, and why we see such a variety in the crafts that they made to do that. That’s how this country was opened up by fur trades. It’s our lifeline.”
Wonderfully, Carrie is here to help guide us to it.
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To reach Carrie, you can email firstname.lastname@example.org.
You can also check out Carrie’s nonprofit NGO, Path of the Paddle, which she launched in 2014, and which you can follow @paddlepath on Twitter.