On Monday we ran the Ocoee, a river in Tennessee I've been looking forward to for a long time. The stories in the MWA had me pretty intimidated. At the put in, the water looked pushy and squirrely. I can make that ferry, I can catch that eddy... my slalomized mind broke it all down into little pieces.
It was a great day -- challenging but not intimidating. The big water was really a blast and I found myself thinking "so this is what whitewater is supposed to be like!" I took off itching to do it again, and fantasizing about running it in a C1. In the not-to-distant future, I hope.
One more picture: Me at the put-in
Below: Tablesaw quickly flipped me. I'm anxious to run this again and punch through it all.
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