The loop sequence above somehow resulted in a blown skirt and fun swim. No, really, it was fun!

I also caught a low water lap on the Bottom Moose, one of New York's most renowned advanced runs. The Bottom is pretty typical of most Adirondack rivers: Big drops separated by big pools. I'm fortunate enough to be able to call this familiar territory as well; it's only 40 minutes from my house!

It was great to get on a river I'm comfortable with in the new boat. As expected, there are a few kinks to work out, but mostly I just get caught off guard by how easy it is to hit my lines. At the end of the week I loaded up a couple GoPro's and my boat to meet up with Will and some of the Demjoez for yet another Adirondack classic that happens to be, you guessed it, familiar territory. The Beaver River has 3 distinct sections: Taylorville, Eagle, and Moshier. Sadly, I missed the 4 hours of bliss known as the Moshier release due to a gnarly staph infection on my knee this year, but I still caught the last Taylorville and Eagle releases of the fall.

Taylorville is the easiest of the three sections, but it still can pack a punch if you're in the wrong place. Todd found that out this weekend in a way very similar to the way I got my name for this blog.

The Origin of the Beaverator Kid

There's no point being subtle about this one, besides, no one gets sick of watching carnage. 

Six year's later, I still haven't learned my lesson completely...

Blowing the line for the hero eddy on The Great White Slide sets you up for a perfect 180 to undercut stuff, before spitting you out on the remainder of the slide. It's usually more forgiving than it looks...usually.

But let's rewind for a second, in an effort to redeem myself from the original Beaverator incident, I've taken to running the sluiceway that feeds into it as well as the beaverator itself. I'm developing a zipline camera, but for now it's only good for stills. Here's C-money and The Todd making it look easy.

The rest of the run went well. I set up my zip cam for some interesting shots on the constricted "Corkscrew" rapid, but nothing came out steady. The crew ran down for a second lap while I set that up and we regrouped at the end to rally to the Eagle section.

The Eagle, although much steeper and more intimidating, I don't think this run sees quite as much carnage as the other sections. Maybe it's because the river is so narrow that all the water just pushes you where you need to be. Maybe it's just big enough that it keeps the people who aren't ready for it away. Either way, it's a really fun, short run that works well in combination with either of the other sections of the Beaver.

That pretty much sums it up. I'm back in the old stomping grounds, and despite the quality of the rivers we all know and love, they won't keep me satisfied for long. Brokeback Gorge needs some cleaning, and there are a few others I have my eyes on. 

Green River, VT on the menu for the weekend, with some birthday shenanigans on the side in Burlingtown!