Black Fest was a blast. People came from all over the east coast and Canada to witness such a spectacular river. The Black has a great atmosphere, great people, and great boating. Uncle Jim, Mike The Flair, and myself, completed a run on Saturday that goes down in Black river history complete with swims, carnage (not us) and Jim trying to be helpful. He succeeded in slipping and falling while chasing a boat, which resulted in 5 stitches. He had a tetnis shot about 3 weeks prior to this incident, so he had that going for him. He still had the heart to race and placed 8th. Mikey secured a solid 6th place after a very fair start. I had the lead for a moment, and lost it, and then took second. As always the Black Fest party was a success.
We were planning on hitting the Grasse in July, but instead we were lucky enough to get on Section III of the Oswegatchie! Mike and I fired up the big one. Nothing like stouts in 80 degree weather.
Paul and I met Uncle Jim at the thruway, and due to the low water levels, we diverted our missions to scouting. With our boats ready we are ready for anything. We got to Indian Falls and decided to check out the middle line. Paul ran the far right back in the day for a J3 photoshoot, but the middle had never been run. The bar that owns the land next to the waterfall was more than happy to let us use their land for the put in. Ferried out to the middle and checked it out. I fired it up first and then Paul and Uncle Jim. Good times. Scores for the day: Danny 0 Paul 0 Uncle Jim 1
Kayaking has pretty much taken over my life since I was 9 years old. Here I will share pictures, videos, and stories about the different rivers and cultures that I experience as I travel.