My God, it's better than I remember

That is, the Green River. Today ended a ten day stretch of no kayaking that began way back on June 21st @ the West Cherry Creek takeout in the high-sierra of California. We got good visiting time in with family (love you guys) but would you believe it, by the end of our trek cross-country, we just couldn't wait to get some of that Green River lovin..

Jordan @, well you know

We all loaded up in Jordan's rig to do it blitzkrieg style. Here's how it went: I dropped the ladies and J-Fiz off at the upper Green river lot then meandered my way to the narrows putin, always minding the Henderson County fuzz who's numbers seem to multiply by the day. Once to the river, there was a small waiting period for the crew to show up, but once they did, the ladies were off up the trail and we jammed on downstream. We beat the ladies to the takeout despite going up for a second lap on . .

da monk.

So, what can I say besides it's great to be back in Asheville. Because as much as I loved the rivers in California there's something to be said for warm water, easy logistics, and some good-ol'-fashion southern hospitality. Besides, bare-chesting the Green on a July day is about as good as it gets.

Anyways, I'm new at this blogging shiz-nit but am going to try my best to keep up and post some cool stuff. For now, it's on to posting a recap of California, which will come in a few different parts. Now, I realize blogs normally don't go back through time, but that's exactly what I'm gonna do for a minute.

Check back tommorrow for the first Cali trip report post. In the meantime, I leave you with a short video of some goods on the Middle Tule River.