Making Miles on the Lehigh
Here's a pic of me taken just below town of Jim Thorpe.
Here's a pic of me taken just below town of Jim Thorpe.

That said, I completed my sixth run in the Gorge this past weekend, four of them this season alone. It took the past two summers to build up to a comfort level on the Lehigh, but now this run has become a standard training ground. There is still plenty of challenge out there, some holes and ledges that I don't willingly approach, as well as some intimidating eddies I have yet to catch (when I finally have the guts to try to eddy behind Flipper Rock I will inform you right away).
With me this week were my wife Andrea, our good friend Cagno, the now-unleashed Mike Ein, and a new acquaintance of his known only as "the Boy". This guy was the most experienced paddler in the group and had pearls of wisdom to share - thanks - always good to hook up with new paddlers and learn from them. Actually, this is one of the greatest parts of whitewater kayaking: it is a group sport and we are all friends on the river. Paddlers will almost never miss an opportunity to help others on the river with tips, information, rescue, and recovery. It really is the epitome of "Do Unto Others . . ." because we have all been helped by other paddlers at some time, even if only for shuttles.
The part-time guiding continues, but there is little to report except for ushering tourists down the lower section and cleaning up the goons at the back of every group who just can't figure out how to steer. The mileage has been great for practice and conditioning though. I turned down an opportunity to guide in the Gorge two weekends ago, not feeling ready for the must-make moves and uneager to work twice as hard for the same compensation. I will be guiding the next four weekends consecutively and August will be the meat of the guiding season for me. I don't know about the rest of you, but come Labor Day I'm praying for rain.
Creeks on this fall's hit list: Muddy Creek, Nescopeck Creek, S. Branch Raritan, and the season finale, the Tohickon. See you there or, if you can't make it, I'll see you here.
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