-- Last Updated: May-22-12 7:24 PM EST --
a few years back, we were camping by the takeout, next to a bunch of kccny'ers. Aaron and I paddling our warhorse Encores, and i gotta' get a ride up to get my truck. I come back and Aarons talking to the guy who sold Eck his first Encore I think, and he tells me I should get my kid a boat that's not such a pig. I go straight to F U mode, bu ttry to remain pleasant. Tell him how coming into the slalom course down that chute I crabbed a stroke, nearly flipped, but seeing the telephotos on shore and people on the bridge I thought it'd be better cramping my hamstrings in a save than swimming right then, so I did the save. We're admiring the Dagger Quake at his site. He says, "oh yeah, that's my buddies, he swam the slalom course, lost everything, and I had to try to catch his gear." I mentioned something about an upright pig being better than a capsized gazelle and headed for our site.
I'll check with Scott, maybe a day trip, 2 runs, we'll see.