I love the James at flood stage. Pushy water, big wave trains. Dougie was visiting; Guy and Shawn made up the rest of the Corn contingent. The PBP was representin' (Scott, JR, Ray) sans leader and her husband. The group had fun at zdam and we headed down to find other waves.
I found mine below the Powhite bridge. I was lazily drifting down and heading toward the guys in ten boat hole. I noticed the horizon line in front of me too late - it was wide so I tried to get up speed to punch because I knew I wasn't going to make my way to the side of the pourover. Guess I need to gain some weight - couldn't get through it in the ZG. Side surfed for a while; tried to make my way out to the side (this is a right-handed pourover and I'm a lefty) but due to the V shape it kept shoving me back to the middle. Tried reaching waaay out with my paddle - no luck. Tried swimming underwater in my boat - kept hitting the rock - I was stuck.
Guy was above me when I went in and was in the eddy below waiting when I popped out. He performed the gentleman's duty of ferrying me and my paddle to shore (rather than to ten boat hole) where I walked the tracks about half a mile to my boat waaaay below the arch bridge. Everyone opted for Cielito Lindo's warm atmosphere than another run, although I wanted to see my nemesis from the side again.
Sunday brought sunnier skies and higher temps, another half a foot, 5K more cfs, the original Saturday group minus Doug, plus the Monster, the Marshall (you heard me, that's right, he's back), Johanna, Kessmann, Brad and Potomac Pete. I had picked up my sister and her boyfriend at the airport at 12:30 and, being the adventure seekers they are they trusted my map and became honorary shuttle bunnies for the afternoon (my sis is the BEST!). I got a chance to see the pourover from the side this time and great fun was had dodging logs in the mystery play spot. Video to follow.
REPORT ON THE PALM TORRENT: Very, very dry. Best money I've spent in kayaking to date.





