The waters are calm, the cold crisps the breath, snow drains away.
The sound travels through the mountain air, disturbing the settled water.
A moment alone, looking at the mountains, made flat by the lake, feet dangling.
|Rick's Right hand man, Saylor Flett, checking out the falls.|
|Rick demonstrating one of the qualities of a leader, a loud voice.|
|Jared on the Entrance Rapid to the MF Feather|
|Jared on Chunky Monkey, a favorite flavor of the Quincy crew|
|Eddy Mutch in control|
|Diane Gaydos paddling hard in a rapid called "Just Paddle"|
Even in the wilderness you have to call your friends back.
|Jeff Contemplates his future. Is his gear good enough?|
|Jeff sporting gear that is all "5 years or older". Lame.|