At that moment when you are trying with all your strength not to capsize in a rapid river, the spirit of the conqueror and discoverer becomes especially strong. Just like when you cruise past the currant shrubs showing red on the banks, when you pick handfuls of blackberries, when you spot a rare bird in the woods of Dzūkija, or when you paddle from one lake to another in Aukštaitija. You feel like a discoverer when you set your eyes on the sand dunes of the Curonian Spit as you coast by in a hand-crafted canoe. And when you escape the urban jungle and paddle down the river right into the centre of Vilnius, you almost feel like you have conquered all of Lithuania’s waters.
