Due to the lack of water, and steadily dropping temperatures in the beautiful state of Montana, I made my way over to the kayaker's mecca of Hood River this past weekend with my good friend Rosalynn West to meet up with the famous, and rougishly handsome, Orion Meredith. I don't know if Orion really is famous, but I think he's a good candidate for star studded glory. And besides, anyone who can muster the confidence to sport the nickname O-Face, deserves an applause, even if he had no choice in the matter. Haha, Thanks Crissler. You are sorely missed out here on the left coast.
Orion Stompin Big Brother
After leaving Missoula around 9:30, we drove staight through to the outskirts of Hood, rolling into a rest area 10 miles out of town around 5 in the a.m. Luckily, I got to ride shotty the entire way as Rosalynn made the marathon drive. Friday dawned bright and sunny, and the water running under the Green Truss bridge was sparkly, and suprisingly low. Fortunately, the run downstream was still of the highest quality, and Big Bro was boof-alicious. Also, with the lower water came the opportunity for some Little Brother freewheelin, with partial success. This was Rosalynn's first trip down the Truss, and she styled her way down, portaging only the biggest bits, and making some highly amusing seal-launches, one of which was right in the middle of Upper Zig-Zag. Orion's first run off Big Brother was an amazing boof-to-melt-to-almost flip in the cave-and finish with a nice eddy catch in the pocket. Trying to stop the fits of giggles that overtook me at that point, I hopped in my boat and fired away. Good lines all the way through, and saweeet boofs over BZ was the name of the game for Friday and Saturday, and a quick hike up Eagle Creek on Sunday to drool over Metlako, which was too low to run, rounded out a great weekend in the partially sunny Northwest.
Rosalynn and Orion scoutin it up. Is Rosie throwin a shocker?!
Rosalynn running a drop somewhere in the gorge.
Big Bro self portrait.
Big Bro self portrait.
Martin hittin the boof-o-matic flake.
Orion needs an american flag cape flowing from him, he surely is charging it in star studded glory. O-face, slaying the big brother and the ladies. Lookin' Good!
ReplyDeleteRosalynne, I bet that doesnt shock Martin anymore. You stomp it Party Boy, but watch out for baptisims from the BZ.
I miss you too fellas; when in doubt, prove yourselves.
good lines, good choices
Crisler
Damn Crisler, you're sounding older & wiser. One thing though: Orion needs a matching banana-hammock to wear with his cape!
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