Well, I think I can step in and fulfill your request. And BTW James- Thursday I may be down. Tuesday is out for me.
Ok- here we go:
When I arrived at the Put In today
I sent Nick a Text: Road Is Clear
After contemplating the Falls and the Cup Rock, I scouted the length of
the run and saw how high it was: Blownout "Larry's Limbo Ledge" (or
what ever we'll call this new rapid) was filled in nicely. The Fearsome
Foursome ran together as one cascade, with the Typewriter Wave
asserting its presence like a bouncer at the club. The holes below it
converged in a chaotic way. And Fisherman's was lookin HUNGRY.
I sent Fish the text: Upper put in good 2 go @ this flo!
Then this one: (this is one stout flo!) cup is covered, makin a tiny, frothy wave
Fish responded: Perfect!
Nick, Fish and I put on, and it was a joy to use the traditional seal launch.
The Blownout Larry's made for a great boof with all of this water.
In fact, this may have been the highest I've run it and it was sweet to
have it filled in. It was big, but it flowed good. Fisherman's was
stout but seemed to go good.
Nick was smart to quit while he was ahead after the first lap.
Another fast and furious run down the Fat Fitwah...
As I followed Fish into
Fisherman's, I seemed to be right on
line, but the boils surged and set me just a little too far left. The
timing of my boof stroke was dampened by a slowwater surge and
I instantly knew I was in for a ride. I plugged just past the hole and was instantly stuck. When I was upside down there were a few seconds of hesitation, but
I accepted the inevitable and pulled the skirt. A few cycles later, I was the fish, and Scott was the Fisherman.
After my second time resurfacing, Fish was extending his bow. At the
critical moment I swam toward it with a burst of energy and met him
halfway. As he backpaddled us out (I was almost pulling him into the
hole) I began kicking my feet as hard as I could to assist him. once I
was wading in the eddy on the rock, we worked together to recover my
boat. Fish got my paddle with his and I grabbed it quickly. Not long
after my boat miraculously found a way toward the eddy, and Fish
encouraged it. I was breathing hard, but based on the outcome, I was stoked.
Some people think of Fish as cavilier. He is. That's one of the reasons
I like to paddle with him. becasue when it all went down, I was
confident he'd act deciscively, instead of being all wishy washy like
some paddlers. Time was of the essence, and
by acting quickly he
alowed me to expend the least amount of energy getting out of the hole,
leaving me more energy to help in recovering my gear.
Way to go Fish!!
Anyway, rescues succesfully executed are good experiences for the next one.
Rescue is the ULTIMATE FREESYLE!!! But when the cup is underwater, that's the ulitmate FITWah!!