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Sept 7, 2011 21:50:18 GMT
Post by Clifford on Sept 7, 2011 21:50:18 GMT
Date: /09/2011 Level: Dam release Paddlers: Robert Lawrence Hamilton Clark Matthew "Dunny" Dunsmore Burce Kenneth Griffiths Alistair Thomas Moonshine Description: A short wee run as we missed the top half of the river since its apparently "a load of pish". Enjoyable enough with some nice wee technical grade 3's and a fun grade four at the get out. Dunny decided that rolling on ur 1st- 6th attempts are uncool and Robbie being a tad cocky had to role while leading down one of the grade 3 drops. Moon was just a bit rubbish
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SwavGav
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Jun 26, 2012 10:02:27 GMT
Post by SwavGav on Jun 26, 2012 10:02:27 GMT
24/06/12 - D (death) day after Grad Ball
Paddlers: Me
Jack Bruce Keefington
Dr Baird
Jen Fergus
Elliot M
Sean
Level: Damn release... Although higher than I was expecting it to be.
Descriptornation:
BANTEEERRRRR
The day after the grad ball was suggested by Keith as a good time for a paddle. Numerous keen people signed up. And in the end, we had less than a 50% success rate of sign ups to turn ups. But no problem - folks had had a good night at the grad ball. Keith was testament to this. He turned up at the height of fashion, wearing his red freshers t shirt, green wellies, tiger onesie and a rather green expression.
Bruce turned up in his car, but after it became evident noone else was turning up, we decided to chuck everything at the MPV and see what needed fixed before its service on Monday. Minor faff was had deciding where to go, but in the end we decided on taking the safer-than-the-still-humping-NEsk-with-Keith-being-the-way-he-was Tummel, so off we popped up the A9.
Bruce is ruled by his stomach. So we decided on a quick stop in to the Greggs next to Brookbanks new location, and for a quick browse while we were at it. None of us realised that this being Sunday, Greggs would be shut. Much disappointment was had by all, but we got a quick look around Brookbank, with Keith choosing his spot wisely and sitting in an open canoe with his hood up. He looked rrrrrrrrrough! Nobody bought anything, the remains of the drive occurred faff free. All was good.
We decided on running just the last 500m section, because we didn't have a shuttle and it didn't look like there was going to be many cars for me to hitch back up the road, so we got changed at the top of the S-bends, although Keith took a bit of persuading to get out of his onesie. Numerous attempts at inducing vomiting occurred, but were unsuccessful. Whilst retching all we could see of Keith was the tiger half. Must have been quite amusing to any cars driving past. I parked the MPV down the river at the car park at the top of the Linn (which was bizarrely uphill), ran back, and we got on the river.
Fun lines were had by all, nobody had an epic, and we got to the Linn without much incident, the usual ramblers walking along the riverside laughing at the silly people in the plastic bathtubs.
Fergus ran the Linn first, styling it with a good line. I followed getting rather close to the rooster on the right, and it was so much fun both of us ran it twice. Keith decided against running it, due to being hangin majorly still. A random guy appeared for some chat, then we decided to do the river again, cause it was only short, so we ran back up to the top with our boats on our back (or dragged behind us), and ran the river again, this time with no inspection, just making sure everyone got down ok.
Got to the Linn a second time, Fergus decided to run it blind. I heard him hit the rocks in the middle of the fall. He only just managed to get down in one piece, but nobody saw it, so noone can confirm how good or bad his line was. I followed him again, had some fun line, then Bruce followed me. He got to the bottom, and jumped out to run safety for Keith. Fergus stayed in his boat at the bottom, and I went to river left to get a different angle on the camera. Keith appeared far too quickly, and I only just got my camera recording in time. He decided to go say hi to Bruce on the rocks river right, then paddled over the drop at the end, styling it, with a funny expression on his face. Standard.
Getting changed there was a coupld of other cars in the car park, who had been there since I dropped the MPV off on the shuttle. We reckon they were dogging.
Many more doggers were spotted on the way down the road, the MPV drove badly, and we got back to the store. Fun tiiiimmmeess!!!
Wow that was an essay. Better get back to work...
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