Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Skookumchuck

I don't really know why, but it has started to piss me off when people refer to Skookumchuck as "Skooks". I have noticed this trend elsewhere in kayaking. The Upper Five is "Uppers," Pandora's Box is "Pandora's" (well, I guess that's not too bad), Bailey Creek is "Bailey's". I first heard John Rathwell call it "Skooks" as he was planning to go there after his visit to the Slave river. At the time I put it down to his inept usage of the English language. John frequently misuses apostrophes, so I figured his bizarre pluralization was a personal quirk. I figured they might even be related, since leaving out an apostrophe sometimes pluralizes the word that you left it out of. However, in the years since I have heard this same label over and over.

This ends today. Never again shall anyone refer to this wave as "Skooks".

I don't know how I will enforce that, but that was your warning. Watch it, world.

Anyway, we stopped off at skook on our way up to the Slave this year. Check out the photos, and in the dim distant future we might be able to put together a video. There is a slideshow with more photos at the end of the article.
Natalie waits for the wave. Skook 2012
Maria drops in. Skook 2012
Markus is STOKED. Skook 2012
Natalie and Markus dual tricking. Skook 2012
Natalie stabs the Dope. Skook 2012
The Element rocks. Seriously, it's so sick I can't believe it. Skook 2012
Maria figures out the blunt, quite nicely. Skook 2012
Markus. Nuff said. Skook 2012
Element is so sick. If I had children, they would be jealous of the love that I have for this boat. Skook 2012
Element. Element. Skook 2012
Dope. Skook 2012
During tricks, I have special shark eyelids that protect my eyes while I am in the freestyle frenzy. Skook 2012
One of the last surfs of the evening. Skook 2012
Sunset looking "upstream" Skook 2012
Almost as cool as Rollercoaster. Skook 2012
Here is a slideshow of a few more of my favorite photos. We were surfing for more than a week straight, so there were a ton of shots. It was hard to trim it down to just this many.

Big South. NBD.

The Big South is truly a river that needs no introduction, so I won't give it one.

There is a slideshow of all the photos at the end of the article. Here are a few of my favorites.

Photo by Austin Woody Big South 2012
Evan starting it up with starter fluid. Big South 2012
Steezing it out a little. Photo by Austin Woody. Big South 2012
Photo by Evan Stafford. Big South 2012
Photo by Evan Stafford. Big South 2012
Evan keeping it between the lines. Big South 2012
Most of the crew cruises through Bonk. Photo by Austin Woody. Big South 2012
Evan makes it look like there's a lot of water in Meltdown. Big South 2012
Austin is snapping his paddle right at this very instant. Big South 2012
Snapped paddles don't give powerful boofs. Big South 2012
Evan with some wiggle room. Big South 2012
A leisurely back paddle after a successful run. Big South 2012
Me getting into some trouble. Big South 2012
Getting out of trouble. Photo by Evan Stafford. Big South 2012
Natalie with a more exciting downriver freestyle entry... Big South 2012
... and the best exit of the day. Big South 2012
Yup, basically just another day on the river. When you're as sick as us, a run like the Big South is not really worth writing a whole article about. It's what we do pretty much every day. Because we rock.