There are a lot of guides available that detail packing for an overnight adventure, yet few touch on a paramount principle; swing weight. Swing weight is a slang term for moment of inertia around a predetermined axis. Moment of inertia is the resistance of an object to rotational acceleration. The higher the moment of inertia,
As we enter a new year there is nothing I’d like so much as to be on new rivers. Life on the other hand is a game of balance. It’s a year to tip the balance back to family, and spend my first full holiday season stateside in too many years.
It’s not the best year
They say the Upper Upper Cispus is in. Sounds like we will take another day in Washington before pushing all the way to BC. We drive on back roads hoping we’re headed in the right direction. We mostly are, with one wrong turn quickly fixed. Soon enough we drop a bike in the bushes at
The Ashlu river hit headlines a few years ago as it saw hydro power development. Upstream of all the hoopla, the Mine section sits in peace and quiet with natural flows.
Following locals we park at an abandoned mining camp and head up an old logging road and then a use trail to the actual mine
Shortly after I started taking photographs I had one poster in my. It was a picture of Rodgers Creek by Charie Munsey. I learned a lot about lighting from looking at that one photograph, and it put Rodgers Creek high on my list of places to see some day.
That day is now. Rodger’s Creek has
We rise in the morning for a quick Callaghan lap to be followed by another Whistler area classic, the Cheakamus. In route I read the beta from he River Gypsies’ Guide to North America, which more or less says that it’s class IV but will feel class V the first time down.
Put in has changed
I grew up near the town of Callaghan, California. That town has nothing at all to do with Callaghan Creek in British Columbia. Except here I am, about to put on to Callaghan Creek. It’s late in the afternoon, our border crossing went well but due to road construction we ended up in downtown Vancouver
It’s ironic that for 2013 I planned to stay in California as much as possible. It’s my favorite place to paddle. Of course kayaking needs water, and 2013 is a record year…for low water. I’ve always wanted to go paddle in Southern British Columbia, but the stars have not aligned in the past. With an
Upper Cherry Creek is looked at as the Holy Grail of California kayaking. Like the Holy Grail it’s no walk in the park to attain. This year flows have been especially unpredictable. I’ve already done it once too high, where it turns into portage fest, which is really a shame after hiking in nine miles.
Waking in the morning flows are still up. Lower than last time we were here, but certainly not in the normal range. The good news is that for day one, higher flows are a lot more fun. Full of open low angle slides, day one is actually a bit of a drag at normal flows.