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Aire Waves
Leeds Canoe Club Blog. We paddle... lots!
Airewaves used to be Leeds Canoe Club's magazine letting people know what the club was upto. Its quite hard work pulling together a publication letting people know what the club is doing and publishing dates in advance is always hard as things tend to change. Step forth the blog.. Push button publishing for the masses. So here is the idea a few people in the club take it in turns to write up trips and talk about things in the club.
Monday, April 30, 2007My life in the stopper
Dateline Saturday 28 April. Four of us decided to head off to Wales to paddle the notorious Triiiiyywyrrenninin (or something like that). The party consisted of Drevil, Crouchy, Tim, and Mark.
The weather was glorious, and when we arrived it seemed everyone had similar ideas - 13 rafts were running. The levels were not especially high (9 cumec relaese I think).
We pootled along in our usual way, trying for as many eddies as possible, and making (most of) them, including the one half way down the ski jump. In fact, all seemed well - until Crouchy fluffed an eddy at the top of a section and pinballed backwards down it. He he he I thought, and smirked and gave a sarcastic thumbs up. Then I set off. Fluffed the eddy, and dropped backwards, pencil style, into the nasty little holding eddy that some of us (eg Smokey Dave) know so well. So there I was, sculling hard, and thinking hard. Cut backwards and out of it? Nope. Cut forwards and out of it? Nope. Turn and paddle out of it? Nope. Now it flips me in revenge. Sit underwater and think a bit - not too long 'cause I'm a bit out of puff now (age). Hooray! Something's happened - roll up and I'm facing downstream with the tail in the stopper. Paddle like fury and pop out to a look from Crouchy that said it all - Jammy sod!
I was! Somehow the rest of the day was a slight anticlimax.
I think I'll try again next weekend.
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