Wednesday, September 30, 2009

and since we've got no place to go, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

well for those of you following the race between the snow and me getting a home...the snow won. it hasn't really stuck in town, but it's been snowy all day long, and I'm sure when the clouds clear they will reveal a blanket of white up in the hills. its ok though, the mountains look better with snow on them anyway. Just yesterday we were on the banks of the river, no shirts, sun on our backs, and now look at it. Wet and cold, and snowy, and we haven't even made it out of September yet.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

80 degrees and sunny

Well here we are like a week shy of October and I'm still homless. There talking of snow next week. Oh shit right? haha. Well I am getting close to finding a place, I can feel it. I have been working full time and paddling just as much so life is great. Burrito is still grinding away all sicky like. We demo'd an 09 and a 010 allstar. Or maybe superstars, I don't even know- but they were enormous boats and, honestly, it cramped my style. The results from the slalom came back. Lets just say that I should probably stick to what I'm good at and leave that racing nonsense for someone else.

We boated the Narrows the other day. I had never been downriver of Sheep Gulch and it we had heard rumors of a big wave collomonly refered to as BFG or Big Friendly Giant. It was a nice float because there was some minor drops in elevation and the river pinches to be 10ft wide in a certain section. As far as BFG, were not sure what we found. A few nice on the fly waves and holes- none of any considerable size or quality, and 1 thing, I'm not even quite sure what to call it. I guess technically it is a wave, but it sucks out from below river level all gnarly like.. Surfers left is like a breaking bowly green thing trying to gobble you up, and surfers right is more of a wave with a pile on top, but it wants to push you far right off the wave. I droped into the green bowly part of the feature and felt myself get eaten up and not resurface on the face of the wave for maybe as long as 3 or 4 seconds. Then after a short surf I got pushed off the wave to the right. I hiked it once, but that was all it was worth. Maybe at other flows? The float itself was great though. A nice deep narrow canyon with super clear jade green water, combined with a nice day and the afternoon sun and even the flatwater was a good time.

Burrito was soo good the other day. The flow was probably like 3700cfs and you could get on top of the pile, and bounces and it was way retentive and just very condusive for doing cool things in a kayak.

and the Burkes...
So the last time I see this girl was back in VB. Then she shows up here in town the other day with her whole family in tow. These people took me into thier lives and thier home during thier time here giving me food and showers and even a bed to sleep in. It was a bit crazy at times, but these folks were so nice to me, and did thier very best to try and clean me up best they could. At somepoint even my laundry got done and was folded waiting for me. Before they left they gave me a pair of cowboy boots, a brand new button down shirt, and a new filled growler and sent me on my way. Thanks for everything guys.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

aspens are red, the mountains are blue...

Well guys, I have a job, it's not the most glamorous, but it is something for now. I am working on a second, and if that works out, I might be alright afterall.
Matt and I have been surfing burrito still, it's still really good, but today there was a slalom race out on the Greys river. The best 2 runs of 3. We each did alright, my first run was the fastest by 6 seconds, but we don't know our places because all 3 judges had to converse and scores had to be tallied, and now that some of us have jobs and responsibilites, we did not have time to sit riverside and drink beers and wait for the results.
Everything is good, and the race is on for a house before the snow begins to fall. The tree's have begun to turn red so it shouldn't be too long now. It is going to be close for sure.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

and the aloe vera plant pays the consequence for another night of foolishness

And once again, I find myself waking up on our friend Matts' couch. Spare ribs, Happy hour G&T's, a bottle of wine, and a few too many beers were the culprit this time. The damage..plants just lying on the floor without pots, all of the dishes are dirty, food is baked onto the top of the stove, dirt all over the floor, bottles rolling around the apartment. The cleanest place is the fridge- and thats only because this kid ate all the food in there. Oh and the midnight pesto pasta mission. Can't forget that. All wrapped up with a vhs showing of Tombstone.- But that was only after we got the motivation to take the kayak movie out after it's third repeat showing. Even though the opening shots of Snug dropping the 65 ft big guy at mesa are pretty sicky.

Rachel and Zander came down for a visit this weekend and they camped out for acouple days. We got the good campspot twice and I think they had an enjoyable time living life outside. As always it is great to see those two and catch up. Hopefully it'll be sooner rather than later when I see them again.

On the other front, I got myself a job. It's only acouple hours for the time being, but I am close to having a second job that could turn into a fulltime job, so we will see how it all works out.

According to Matt (he just got up) the kitchen is "really f#@$*$! frieghtning", and he's not sure if it's been this bad before. Closer inspection reveals- broken glass, cheese on the floor, puddles of the dogs water, noodles stuck in the carpet, butter all over the counter, and yet more plants on the ground without pots. Run of the mill monday evening I suppose.

Burrito is really good right now, loops, cartwheels, helix's, and acouple big attempts at aerial back pan-ams. 3810 cfs...I thought Kevin was guiding this raft down, so I got in Burrito to block his way as we always do, waited and waited, threw a backstab expecting to get blown off the wave and miss the raft, but I stuck it, and had time for a cartwheel before the raft full of paying clients hammered into the wave. Well needless to mention, the raft did not stop and I narrowly escaped taking it and it's clients directly on the head. I was able to just barely make the eddy on the far bank. Turns out it wasn't Kevin afterall. But a whole group of tourists got an up close and personal experience of freestyle kayaking in Jackson.

According to Matt (he just got up) the kitchen is "really f#@$*$! frieghtning", and he's not sure if it's been this bad before. Closer inspection reveals- broken glass, cheese on the floor, puddles of the dogs water, noodles stuck in the carpet, butter all over the counter, and yet more plants on the ground without pots. Run of the mill monday evening I suppose.