Holy Crap!

Last weekend I left the Teva games, thinking that Standup Paddleboarding was my next sport. At one in the afternoon today, I discovered that sport and lets just say, it might be a bit before I kill it the way I'm used to. I hooked up with Shiboomee adventures and they took me down (after some truth slanting about river knowledge on my part :/) the racecourse that I plan on racing in Glenwood Springs. It starts at the wave, though 'the wave' is the easiest part. The rest of the course is a bubbly, frothy, swirly mess of wave trains that peak under a bridge crossing that has huge pylons! I made it through the course, most of it swimming and was ready to try swim the race, when my new paddling gang told me to join them on a less gnarly (as Noah, who won at the Teva games described the course) piece of river.

During the second bit, I got a little more comfortable. I have a whole new level of respect for anyone that deals with rivers. You can't turn on a dime, or control your speeds, you just go with it and stay upright. So tomorrow I'm going to go with the current, even if that means swimming the whole Colorado River.