Beach Party

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Back to the boating, the camp lies within a park and an admission fee is paid at a roadside booth, this is where I will take out. I drive the car to the booth, scouting the only rapid I can see from the road on the way there. This mighty rapid must be all of grade II (graded chesty cough) and turns out to be the only real rapid of the trip. Leaving the boat at the campground I drive the car to the take out and I prepare to enlist my secret weapon to transport me the 2 miles back to the start, the magic thumb. However I notice that the current car at the pay booth is equipped with a canoe, he pays, moves on, I chase after him. He eventually stops and I breathlessly ask if we can be friends, does he want to paddle the Elwah and can he run shuttle. Please, pleases mister, go on mister, please. In a polite but firm way he says ‘not a chance’ to any of this tom foolery and any way he’s only a beginner and surely I wasn’t planning on paddling such big rapids alone, had I actually checked them from the road. At this point an involuntary puffing of the chest occurred and before I could stop myself I’d mumbled something about no worries, my ego was not only stroked it had been tickled under the chin.

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Read more from this blogger: Monday, March 6th, 2006. Elwha River, Washington.