Spring break comes early for me in the Upper Peninsula. With everyone in my classes talking about their trips to Florida, Mexico, and Costa Rica they looked at me a little funny when I told them I was going to Saluda, NC. I just told them they wouldn’t understand and I would trade cold rivers for a sun burn in Cabo any day. So I woke up Sunday morning to a good sized snow storm and hit the road, little did I know snow would be a trend of the week.
Several cups of coffee and countless bad songs from my Ipod later I arrived Monday morning ready to go. The Green River is an amazing place. Yes everyone it seems has a story about this place, and I thought it was over hyped until I came down last November and realized for myself that this is a special place worth telling stories about.
I was very lucky to have Woody, John, and Will to paddle with every day. When you have a run this great in your back yard it is crazy how comfortable you can get on these demanding lines. The first two days on the Gnarrows had great levels holding steady at 10.5 inches on the stick. The snow that fell could have been missed but with my new Stohlquist dry suit it wasn’t going to hold me back.

On day three Nathan Borth joined me for a quick playboating/brain freeze session at eternity hole.

Letting the Biscuit make me look good.
Nate Borth
After that momentary lapse in judgement it was back to the Green. Thursday was the day where I was reminded that the Green is class V and you never really know what might happen. It was Nates first time down so we took our time and I showed him the lines. He hopped out at the go left so he could watch me run it and scout it for himself.
Me running Go Left.

After running it with clean lines I eddied out to set safety for Nate. Then, Nate proceeded to find out why they call it “Go Left or Die!” With a lack luster stroke he put himself in the heart of the hole and proceeded to show me all the rodeo moves he learned at Eternity hole the day before. An Epic hole ride to say the least. Unfortunately it didn’t let him go and he ended up swimming out. Here is a pic of one of his many sweet rodeo moves. His full beat down will be in episode 1 of Driven

After getting him to shore I chased his gear all the way out of the narrows only to see his boat go under the log at Nutcracker.

With a boat rescue out of the question Nate was off on his hike out of the gorge and I continued down stream solo. Little did I know the mini epic was not over yet. I dropped off Sunshine with a good line, landed, went to take a brace and realized my paddle snapped on landing. I hit a clutch hand roll and ended up in the eddy just below unharmed. It looked like I was going to test my C1 skills out through the boogy water. Thanks to Billy Murphy, Billy Jones, and their friend for hanging out with me while I learned that even on backyard runs a breakdown paddle isn’t a bad idea.
Luckily I had an extra paddle back at the house so I wasn’t out of commission and Nate’s boat miraculously came out of the cave the next day. Two more trips down the green and no rain in the forecast meant I was off to Rock Island.
Until next time.