I'm still housesitting, haven't really done anything for the last week. Watered the plants, fed the dog, paddled twice, and gotten almost hourly East Coast updates from my friend Jesse Reuter (You'll hear more about him later). Anyway, I am begining to freak out! With a bit of luck, and maybe acouple more margaritas, I'll be able to hold out just a little while longer. Come Wednesday I am packing up the old Pathfinder once again, and moving north. This time to Jackson, Wyoming. I have only driven through. I mean we spent a night there, but that doesn't really count. I don't know anyone, no job, no place to live, not really sure what to expect, but for some reason or another I have alot of confidence in this move. There seems to be alot of nice people, and alot of opportunity for a person such as me. I know it will all work out for the best. And if it doesn't, Ill be living in my truck down by the river. Learning how to fish!
In other news, I should of gone on a Box trip with this guy I've seen a few times on the river. Instead I had a lazy, rainy, pancake filled sunday morning. Then I went up and did a lap on the play run, had a good time. The river shot up close to 1000 cfs since I was on it acouple days ago. The play wave was sick, now it's good, but the eddy service is a bit blown out, and it gets old quick trying to get back upstream. The rest of the run is good, tons of rafters, but it's entertaining. Slam a Tecate mid float, just before the fun, and then go have a good time.
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