After Deer Creek, we all went our separate ways. However, Nemo (Toni's Toyota Tercel) got a flat tyre and not having a jack onboard, meant a quick phone call for Hank (our truck) to come to the rescue and help out. While parked next to the freeway, we came up with the plan of going into the South Branch of the Middle Fork of the Feather.
After some solid night-time 4WD action and camping out at a forestry junction (thanks TomTom - you need updating and a few navigation lessons) we rocked up to the put-in. There was another team there about to put on, which is always a good sign. The flow was on the high side of medium.
Only Ryan had been in here before (and with Evan Garcia leading him down) so his memory of the run wasn't very helpful. With a bunch of scouting we made it safely down the run.
Me on one of the early drops
Toni at the end of a gorge, working on her rescue pose
Jess, getting her nose up
Me trying to straighten up
Looking back at the goods.
Pete, stomping it
The run was steeper than I thought it was going to be and I don't do so well with heights. The heights affected my mind - I didn't feel solid at all. I would love to go back in there now that I know what the lines are and have an idea of what I am getting myself into.
Toni, firing it off a double drop
Me on the double drop, after spending a bit of time in a corner pocket