Sometimes you just gotta say, “screw the plan.”

We woke up today with the intent on just running the upper, but after some rolling practice at the limb strewn beach, we decided to scoot our way down the lower section. Did I mention we had no shuttle arrangement? Rhonda did extremely well on her first trip down the lower; didn’t have to swim once. She blows me away time we hit the water. It comes to naturally for her. I, on the other hand, manage to find every possible way to swim or get hung up. Met some nice folks at D bridge today. I’m awful with names, but if I recall we met Cody and Diana. I was pretty exhausted by this point, so I hope I didn’t come off as a complete jerk! We were offered a shuttle, but we felt like we were imposing so decided to hike our asses back to Millstreams. Really wasn’t too bad; I’m a mushroom hunter and found all the boletes, chantrelles, ect to be quite welcoming. Oh, and another thing, my dry bag failed (wasn’t operator error either) and ruined my damned phone. Overall, was a day well spent.

I still have the river smell in my nose. Nose plugs might be added to the list for future investments. Looks like we might try and run the river again tomorrow, so if you see us (yellow piranha and blue dagger), give us a wave.