I drove out to the Cheoah River yesterday for a scheduled release. I got a bit of a late start, but I made it up to the river before they shut the water off. Through a weird sequence of events I made it to the top and ran into a good buddy. On our way, we came across a guy stranded on a rock with a pinned boat in the middle of the river. We got his boat off, and him to shore, and without even a thank you, we set back off down the river no worse for the wear. We had a good rest of the run and that night I drove out to Nantahala and camped along the river.
This morning we woke up, made coffee, and ran 2 laps on the Nantahala Cascades. The second lap the sun broke over the ridge and we shed our dry-suits for a little skin to wind action. The water felt great.
After that Scott and I split ways, and I drove off to go run the Green. I got to the take out, saw a buddy and got a ride to the top. Once at the top, no one was interested in going for another lap, so I geared up and set off by my lonesome down the trail. I had an awesome solo run, and despite taking my time, I didn't see another boater on the river until I reached Hammer Factor.
Here's Scott again on the Cascades.
Scott, Nantahala Cascades
Scott, Nantahala Cascades
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