On this trip, i ran my first ever boof, which was a big deal for me, as it made me much more confident. After about a fifty minute portage to the put-in we came to the first rapid, which was a boof. We got out to scout, and i stayed to watch the first runs down. When i finally got into my boat above the boot, I was incredibly nervous, almost to the point of walking it. I told myself that i had to run it because I had to start somewhere, and that this was the perfect place to do so. After I had a very nerve-racking float towards the boot, anticipating what could go wrong, I came to the edge of the pour-over. I took my boof stroke, and went over. I landed pretty well (I think) and furiously paddled just in case i hadn't. I could have ended there, and said that I had done the boof, but my confidence was soaring by that point, so I went back up to run it again. Once more, I went over it just fine, and felt a lot better than before my first run. The rest of the river had some more boofs and drops, which I was excited, instead of nervous to run.
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| Running my first ever boof |
When we got to the last rapid, we didn't scout because there wasn't really a great place to get out. This meant that i was about to run two drops blind. There was a bend in the river before the first drop, (which i think was about 10 feet) so i couldn't see it until i was about to go over it. The previous drops on the river had prepared me, so by this point i knew what to do. I took a boot stroke as i was going over the drop, and was able to land it with ease. What I didn't know was that there was another smaller drop a few feet below, but once again, I ran it just fine. By the end of the river i was feeling super confident about things that I would have been super nervous about before the trip. While it wasn't as intense as running something like the seven sisters on the Rouge, I felt like I still got a lot out of the Upper Petawawa, and also enjoyed it a lot.




