Daav and I headed down to the "crogan" river on Saturday, which by all accounts could have been time better spent. The klip water was cold and smelly, although the cold gave it the illussion of being clean. It was awesome to see what the floods early this year has done to the river; new channels, massive tree blocks and debris deposited impossibly high.
Our intended purpose was to play at the infamous (maybe innotfamous) klip wave. It's wasn't all that bad except it was a tad cold, and shallow. However after this years awesome water, a little hole on a cold river is somewhat overrated.
None the less the klip is still cool for beginners kayakers, paddling for a laugh and racing. The playwave is awesome for learning to spin, I'm sure as winter progresses this wave will seem more and more appealing.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Long weekend roadtrip
There wasn't really a solid plan to start with, however the just of it was to head down to the coast then head up to a the odd river.
This is more or less what happened.
Justin and I headed off to the south coast on Thursday morning. It took us a little longer to get there since two trucks crashed on the N3 causing the highway to be closed. We took the alternate route however it still took us 10hrs to get to the coast. It wasn't entirely in vain, as we saw some cool stuff along the way. Firstly a possibly the stupidest person on the planet on the back of a bukkie, then some random old guys members (just hanging it out toward the oncoming traffic) and lastly the worst area in Howick.
Since the drive took so long we stopped in Howick to check out a the old waterfall.
We finally got to the coast after nightfall, we met up with some of my mates who where more than a little intoxicated. There wasn't much to do other than join them. Many Sick Sick F#^ks where thrown out and every moment was captured on the "ham'sh cam'sh".
The next morning headed down to the sea where Justin horribly misjudged the distance of a tree and challenged me to a race.
The surf was big and once I had decided a good spanking was in order I kitted up in paddled into the rock infested waters. It was good times, I threw down many spins, a kind-of donkey flip and was nicely beaten by a wave. I did however do many unintedo cartwheels before being surfed upside down.
Early Saturday morning we headed up to Highover on Umkomaas the water had dropped and we where in for a bit a bumpy ride. James went over in the first part of #1 and broke the left blade of his paddle. He rolled up and did a nice C1 move into the eddy. We got out the Good olde Dufli paddle and headed down the rest of the river. At lower level it becomes a bit bumpy and technical and many of the bigger rapid look nasty. We got to the take out late and loaded our broken bodies onto the bukkie. It was impossible to make sandwiches on the drive so we broke apart the cheese and cucumber then feasted upon chunks of food.
The next day it was decided that we would sit around and generally do nothing. After doing a bunch of random stuff, like playing cricket with a polystyrene ball and James broken paddle we decided to leave and head up to Bushmans. The rain came down as we started packing, right at the point of no return. We made a stop Spur in Matrizburg for an eat feast.
There was even less water in Bushmans, so we decided to head home early the next day to miss the traffic.
This is more or less what happened.
Justin and I headed off to the south coast on Thursday morning. It took us a little longer to get there since two trucks crashed on the N3 causing the highway to be closed. We took the alternate route however it still took us 10hrs to get to the coast. It wasn't entirely in vain, as we saw some cool stuff along the way. Firstly a possibly the stupidest person on the planet on the back of a bukkie, then some random old guys members (just hanging it out toward the oncoming traffic) and lastly the worst area in Howick.
Since the drive took so long we stopped in Howick to check out a the old waterfall.
We finally got to the coast after nightfall, we met up with some of my mates who where more than a little intoxicated. There wasn't much to do other than join them. Many Sick Sick F#^ks where thrown out and every moment was captured on the "ham'sh cam'sh".
The next morning headed down to the sea where Justin horribly misjudged the distance of a tree and challenged me to a race.
The surf was big and once I had decided a good spanking was in order I kitted up in paddled into the rock infested waters. It was good times, I threw down many spins, a kind-of donkey flip and was nicely beaten by a wave. I did however do many unintedo cartwheels before being surfed upside down.
Early Saturday morning we headed up to Highover on Umkomaas the water had dropped and we where in for a bit a bumpy ride. James went over in the first part of #1 and broke the left blade of his paddle. He rolled up and did a nice C1 move into the eddy. We got out the Good olde Dufli paddle and headed down the rest of the river. At lower level it becomes a bit bumpy and technical and many of the bigger rapid look nasty. We got to the take out late and loaded our broken bodies onto the bukkie. It was impossible to make sandwiches on the drive so we broke apart the cheese and cucumber then feasted upon chunks of food.
The next day it was decided that we would sit around and generally do nothing. After doing a bunch of random stuff, like playing cricket with a polystyrene ball and James broken paddle we decided to leave and head up to Bushmans. The rain came down as we started packing, right at the point of no return. We made a stop Spur in Matrizburg for an eat feast.
There was even less water in Bushmans, so we decided to head home early the next day to miss the traffic.
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