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| Feast after the Famine! |
| Written by Jack Simpson | |||
| Sunday, 11 January 2009 17:41 | |||
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At last the rain gods have granted us a load of wet stuff, this fell slowly on to the hard frozen ground and ran straight in to the river. I woke very groggily this morning after an argument with several beer monsters, they won! Kris had beeen up and about, the kent was up so we met at the bottom. Disgruntled having been disturbed and the prospect of leaving the log fire for a wet cold river I geared up. Indeed the river was huge and the boof was on (or was it?!). A quick shuttle and we were on the water going like an express train, the gorge was fantastic a quick look from the top eddy and off we went Kris lead the way and I followed. Despite not having been out much recently I was realy happy with the way I was paddling, everything was smooth the Jefe turns every storke in to magic. The gorge passed with ease and no dramas. We bimbled down to Sedgwick and the L shape no problems here either just a normal high water run. Then as we eddied out just below my nerves started to kick in, I have never run the boof before prefering the down the guts and hold on technique. Kris has a dodgy history with the line resulting in a broken ankle one time and a narly swim the next not the best combination to get us fired up for it. A quick little inspection showed us the river had dropped whilst we had been on and the boof was no longer on but the guts were looking narly. It was time to man up and get on with it a little talk with myself mainly saying "get on with you wuss its fine your not a shandy drinker, no problems today!" Thump I hit the hole went deep feeling the boat going down, then resurfaced up right against the wall. Sweet, I paddled away. Kris had a big back loop and a roll but no bother. With the pair of us grining we put our nerves to rest. I run this river more times than I can think of, go away paddle some hard stuff in Europe or the rest of the U.K and still it makes me think about my boating, new lines and what ifs..... We survived another day and home for tea and medals. Cheers Kris Cheers.
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| Last Updated on Sunday, 11 January 2009 17:55 |
didnt think it was gonna be that high, it didnt rain that much on the ulvie riveria