Kayaking and Wearing a Bra

The older I get, the more I hate having to wear a bra. In fact, wearing a bra when you're kayaking for hours gets old. Like many women, I am adept at unhooking the bra, sliding my arms out of the straps under my shirt and flinging the bra where-ever. This is most often done in the privacy of my home, but I've also been known to de-bra myself in our car, friends houses, and other places of where I feel the company present won't be offended.

My grown children, have never gotten used to this practice of mine and it still embarrasses them.

I did the "de-bra" thing on this kayaking trip to Dividing Creek, relatively early in the paddling process. Because it was Winter, I was wearing many layers and the bra was too much. Rather than flinging it into the kayak, I kept it under my clothing.

As mentioned in the post, Winter Kayaking on Dividing Creek, our friends Cathy and Bob happened to be sitting on the dock at Winter Quarters when we paddled in at the conclusion of our kayaking trip.

When we paddled into Winter Quarters and saw Cathy and Bob, I had forgotten all about the process of taking off my bra, which by now was unsecured under my shirt. Bob and Cathy came over to the ramp to help us pull our kayaks up. Dan pulled his in right behind mine and Bob walked down the ramp, extending his hand to help me out of the kayak.

As I stepped away from the kayak, Bob said, "Uh... Mindie ... uh ... I think you lost something there ... in the water." I looked over to see my flesh-toned C-cups atop the murky Pocomoke ebbing away from me and the kayaks.

Dan rescued the bra.

Bob said, "What have you two been doing out there?"


  1. Oh My! How I relate! LOL! I've taken up the habit of not wearing one, as I do not leave my yard all that frequently... still getting used to what I "think", others who visit might think!! And feeling more like "who cares?"

  2. Debbie K10:51 AM

    How funny ! And I thought I was the only one who did this ! Especially in the summer !
    And the kids and grandkids are mortified, when I stand in front of the fan, and lift the bottom of my shirt ,"just a bit ", to get the full effect of wind-tunnel cooling. from the fan !!!! hahahaha !

  3. Debbie and Doreen. I've been known to dismantle my undergarments in the car, at the dinner table and sitting on the couch. Sometimes after my last stop at work when I'm ready to make that 1 to 2 hour drive home, I pull off the bra through my sleeves. Since I drive a state vehicle, I get gasoline at the Police Barracks. I pulled in to get gas and am opposite this state trooper. As he replaced the pump he glanced in my car where my white bra was laid across the front seat. I saw him crack a smile. I just said, "Be glad you don't have to wear one. Those things can be a killer on a long drive."

  4. That may be the best de bra story ever! I lived on the Eastern Shore for many years and have really enjoyed your blog which I came upon while researching kayaking as a bigger girl. I am excited now to take my first kayak trip along the coast of Bella Napoli this weekend. Thanks for making me feel that it is not only possible but perhaps a great way to enjoy the world.


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