Only a few miles into the hike
Tyson relaxing on the top of bishop pass
JJ and I hiking in the Dusy basin
Looking down into Leconte canyon (our-putin) a few thousand feet of pain below
Tyson relaxing on the top of bishop pass
JJ and I hiking in the Dusy basin
Looking down into Leconte canyon (our-putin) a few thousand feet of pain below
The next day we got up and ate a slow breakfast, taking our time getting ready we didn't put on until 10am. The first few miles down to palisade creek are pretty manky but the scenery is amazing. After palisade the rapids start to get awesome with lots of great slides and falls. Near the end of day one is the river transitions into some sweet boulder gardens that is one of the best boulder garden sections I have ever paddled. We camped at the huge devil's washbowl slide that night, I decided to run the slide that night and had a sweet line but got a bit to far left at the bottom, dried out and skipped over the hole backwards.
Tyson on a sweet slot move to slide early day one
Tyson on the money drop day 1
Lizzy killing it
Typical scenery
JJ at the start of the sick boulder garden
Camp night 1
Tyson on the money drop day 1
Lizzy killing it
Typical scenery
JJ at the start of the sick boulder garden
Camp night 1
On day 2 we got up a bit earlier and we were on the water by 9 running the big camp slide and continuing down into the waterfall gorge. At this point ranger rick left us to fend for ourselves, and we continued at river level where most groups decided to walk on the trail. We made it a few drops before it really turned into a lot of work and I see why people walk this part. JJ and I fired off into the raw dawg gorge while lizzy and tyson walked on the trail, this was one of the highlights of the trip, it was like vallecito in colorado but with a super stout 30 footer. After the raw dawg gorge the river got into great rapids for the next few miles down into simpson meadow.
Tyson on a big slide for breakfast
Lizzy on the famous waterfall in bad lighting
Tyson firing into a big hole below the falls
JJ sliding
JJ on the entrance to the raw dawg gorge, there were huge boils pushing back from 10-15 feet downstream, spicy.
JJ fighting
JJ on the falls and exit
Me falling and trying to get tucked, it was a super soft hit
View from our camp in simpson meadow
Tehipete dome
Lizzy on the famous waterfall in bad lighting
Tyson firing into a big hole below the falls
JJ sliding
JJ on the entrance to the raw dawg gorge, there were huge boils pushing back from 10-15 feet downstream, spicy.
JJ fighting
JJ on the falls and exit
Me falling and trying to get tucked, it was a super soft hit
View from our camp in simpson meadow
The next day we got a slow start and had a few hours of easy whitewater before the boulder garden action started back up. I was told that this day would be shitty but I found it pretty quality and fun with lots of multi move rapids with sweet boofs and power moves just like a smaller version of the bottom 9. Somewhere in this section is the beaver slide, a drop that a fwe people have run over the years, I scouted it for a bit but ended up walking, this was the one drop I really want to go back and run it just looks so good to me for some reason. We got down into the tehipete dome area and it was like yosemite with no roads, we ended up camping early at the base of tehipete dome our mind thinking of the bottom 9.
the big bad beaver slide, this thing is sick!Tehipete dome
The bottom 9 miles is one of my top 5 days of kayaking ever, it was 9 hours of sick kayaking, with huge moves, boofs, plugs and just overall sick rapids that leave you grinning from ear to ear. We were trying to make it out through garlic falls that day so no pics but there were more drops than I could count. The next day we got up early and put on a 8, it was already 90 degrees, I really enjoyed the garlic falls run a classic by any measure, with big pushy rapids. Tyson and I dropped lizzy off in fresno before starting our long drive home, elated to have just completed the trip of a lifetime.
JJ boofing a big hole in the morning light on the garlic falls run