"You don’t expect to read the words 'Manhattan' and 'kayak' in the same sentence." Matt Rudd (The Sunday Times) is right. You don't. Of all the ways to see Manhattan - by skyscraper, helicopter or boat - kayak would not be the first conveyance to spring to mind. This is where the Manhattan Kayak Company comes in. Rudd, a complete beginner, has 35 minutes of training - on dry land, the carpet of the Kayak Company to be precise - and then hits the Hudson River, paddling where, in the words of the hard-boiled receptionist: "In one direction, you got the mile-wide Hudson. In the other, you got 3,000 miles of Atlantic tidal power."
Hooray for Hollywood for there are two features on it today. Tim Jepson (The Sunday Telegraph) discovers that West Hollywood, where the stars come out to party, is packed full of bustling cafes, clubs and shops, while Daisy Waugh (The Mail on Sunday) goes in search of early Hollywood, when "Hollywood Boulevard was still surrounded by orange groves and film stars weren't yet required to speak". There's not much left of it. Waugh writes that "Hollywood has never been precious about its past... Time, glamour and the dollar march forever onwards". So does Waugh eventually, shopping at Rodeo Drive and star-spotting at the Four Seasons hotel rather than hunting the ghost of Rudolph Valentino.
Speaking of Hollywood, Captain Jack Sparrow continues to swashbuckle through the travel sections. After yesterday's Guardian article on Dominica, Gavin Bell (The Sunday Times) discovers another location for Pirates Of The Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest - St Vincent and the Grenadines. The islands, Bell writes, are "classic treasure islands" best explored by boat. Luckily for landlubbers, "you don’t have to own one, or even know a bilge pump from a bowsprit" because there are old seadogs like Brinsley, a freelance skipper for Sunsail who "guides clients around his native waters".