24 July 2010

First Descents Camp #47 - Montana

One always gets told that money alone won't bring happiness. I had slowly come to suspect the truth of this statement during my time in the Kanuschule Versam back home. Here were people, not happy because they had full bank account but because they were doing what they loved. I vowed to work towards that kind of goal myself.

This whole trip has been the beginning of that existence. Leaving my secure 9-5 job in favour of something that I'm passionate about, and all in all it hasn't been a disappointment to say the least. But the value of this trip was taken to a whole new level in our time with First Descents. We joined FD for three camps and this sentiment counts for all three camps.

After our hugely successful debut and meeting the wonderful team at FD Montana. Ramona and I decided to stay on for another week. The decision might have been influences by my needing to wait at the cabins for my long-awaited shorty dry top to arrive by post - hence my new nickname "Gearhead".

The program was the same as the first week and this week we actually got to see Logan Pass, which we had missed the previous week. And we loved every minute of it!

The campers were wonderful, as usual. Many of them have actually taken up kayaking in the meantime which is awesome!

If anything reconfirmed my wish to work with people and kayaking in future, then these three weeks were it.

Babs up to here usual amusing warmup routine

Awwww...

Highly motivated to say the least!

Not quite sure why we needed to baptize all participants

All people love the Dude







18 July 2010

First Descents - Montana Camp #45

Great people, amazing experience, wonderful places - this is how I would describe the first First Descents Camp in Montana.

All we knew before the camps about First Descents was that this is an organization that organizes kayak and rock climbing camps for adults who have survived cancer.

To make it easier for the survivors to leave their "normal" lives behind them during camp, they and all the staff got nicknames during the camp. My nickname for the camp was "Babs" because I was wearing my genie pants and the genie was played by an actress named Barbara Eden in "I dream of Jeannie". Kevin got his name "Raunchy" for the first week because of Rumantsch being the fourth national language in Switzerland. But how they got from Rumantsch to Raunchy is still a mystery to me. 

We were amazed how the week turned out: on Sunday we first meet the staff and all the campers. Sitting around the campfire we got to know each other and I got the feeling that this was the start of a really nice week!

The next day, it turned out that I was right: we went to McDonald Lake in Glacier National Park and spent a beautiful day there. It was great to see all the campers doing their first wet exits - pardon - wet releases and first paddle strokes. But my highlight of the day was playing water polo, everyone had so much fun! I will never forget TBD flipping and being hand of godded still holding the ball in her hands!

McDonald Lake
First group shot
Slash, Pleeza, Franny May, Konvict and I doing the "45"

During the second campfire I already thought that there is something really special going on here in this camp. Everyone was so open to share their experiences and life stories and it was so nice to see the group coming together and making friends.

Captain O showing us how it's done
Good times on the Middle Fork of the Flathead
Wednesday was our alternative craft day and everyone was paddling a death kazoo (or duckie, however you prefer) and in a topo duo with one of the counselors. This was my first time seeing a topo duo boofing a rock! We all had so much fun and a few campers even did the stretch of the river in their own boats - hats off!

The week just flew by and Friday came along sooner than expected - the big graduation day! We paddled the same stretch of river as we did on Wednesday, but this time everyone in their own hardshell kayak. I was probably even more nervous than the campers, but I didn't need to worry - they did such a great job! I loved seeing all the smiles on the river and all the creek lines from the campers :)

And then the big moment came: the graduation rapid! Sitting on the edge of the big eddy and cheering  all the campers was a great moment for me. It showed me how much you can achieve in a week if you totally commit yourself to it. Graduation rapid was about successfully paddling the rapid on your own, but more than that, it was about life, thinking about the week and what you want to take home from the camp.

Snorty styling the graduation rapid

My favorite moment of the week was forming an eddy flower after the graduation rapid, everyone with a huge smile on their face, proud what they just achieved. I really enjoyed this moment and I realized how much this camp gave to me: friendships, great group experiences, a lot of amazing discussions and the feeling of just enjoying the moment.



The camp ended with a great evening with a campfire, a baci ceremony, the candle light ceremony, tears of sadness to say goodbye and tears of joy. A huge thanks to all the staff members and to all the campers for this amazing week!

We didn't leave the camp on Saturday because we were waiting for Raunchy's shortie to arrive at the camp. He didn't want to buy the black one in the shop so he had to order it and the packet didn't arrive in time. So we had to just stay till it arrived...

10 July 2010

On the road - again

After our wonderful time in the Hood it was time to hit the road again. We took a relaxed two days getting to Kalispell and enjoyed some sunshine there before our first First Descents camps was to begin.


Leaving Mt. Hood behind - we'll be back!

It's amazing how fast the landscape changes, this is just about 20 miles from Hood River

I've heard that American campers are bigger, but this is ridiculous!

Forests starting up again in Montana


How idyllic can you get?


Flathead lake

Kevin being silly again

Awww...

09 July 2010

It was all good in the Hood

Every once in a while you get to a place which you don't want to leave, the Columbia River Gorge was such an place. What was originally planned to be a three-day stay turned into 2 1/2 weeks of paddling and chilling bliss. Meeting so many awesome people whilst there helped make our stay truly awesome.

Our days were spent paddling the Farmlands or Green Truss sections of the White Salmon or chilling in Hood River and our evenings around the campfire or on one memorable occasion at a white trash party.

Mt. Hood



The Columbia River Gorge


Our daily hang-out spot

Main Street, Hood River

It was a Hindu god, I swear!


Enjoying the Hood

Feeding the caveman instinct

Another fine use for duct tape - today, removing cat hairs from clothing

One of Heather and Nate's adorable cats



On our final day Nate Herbeck, our excellent river guide, took me onto the Little White Salmon. A stretch of river I will not forget so quickly but which I have fallen in love with. We were joined by the super-friendly Demshitz crew out for a chill cruise down (for them) so I probably couldn't have chosen a better time for a first descent! As usual Nate took me under his wing and showed me all the good lines. One highlight of the day was when Nate, up to his usual optimistic self, quickly explained the line through the island rapid to me and lead on down. I missed the flake and ended up side-surfing the hole. After fighting my way out I got congratulations all around for not swimming which made me feel quite a bit better (this was Demshitz and co. giving me props, after all) right up until the point when Nate in a thoughtful voice goes, 'yeah. Usually people on their first run have a look at this rapid and end up portaging it...' Thanks!

Sadly there aren't too many photos of the run, I was too preoccupied with not flipping.


Pretty chill to start out

Todd styling Spirit Falls, I gave them a miss (for now)

05 July 2010

Portland

Just had an off day in Portland, a really nice city. Here are some impressions.

The Ministry's at it again...


Such a poser



Rodent or K9?

It's true, it is a long way...

Ramona's preferred way of going

She's fascinated by that fish-eye mirror...