the church of the pristine waters and the bretheren of the beaver lodge

"On a day to day basis the Little White provides the norishment and care to us members of the Beaver Lodge. Without the presitne waters to clense our senseable sole's we would melt away like the Wicked Witch of the West" - young Evan Garcia

so enjoy these meager attempts to capture the essence of the pristine waters that we hold so dear...

california is...

..one of the finest places in this world for white water boat-riding. some of us gypsies here left our humble shack in the land of pristine waters and headed south for a week to the sierra nevada


i was so happy above superslide i made a jig dance


we boofed many holes. this one is on the Clavey river


a nice park'n hike'n huck on the south Tuolumne



classic drops on the south branch of the Feather above, and the south fork of the Yuba, below



a gypsy cooking up some delicious dirt 'taters in a parking lot near the Yuba







in true style and tribute to Lars Holbek, we decided to put on the South Merced without shuttle and hitch back to the put in after a sweet two days on the river. br />



max routing the superslide of the south Merced


bbrrrooowwn

some mid-atlantic shit-running

it was raining last week so we went to west by god virginia to paddle some of the classics


me myself gettin some on great falls

the rest are from the north fork of the blackwater at a medium/low level







...and lastly Matt Filthian on the upper B at a nice connesiuers level



photos courtesy of max b.

migration time

the day came to say goodbye to pucon, after another long crazy summer. so much thanks to Rodrigo, Ema, Kayak Pucon, Nate, Kurt, Ecole and all the good people out there, who know who they are. what a great place to spend the past two summers...











the last month I spent between Bariloche, Futa, and Buenos Aires without a photo machine but still having high times in high places.







to get home i rode 30 hours of buses from Futa to Buenos Aires, then took a plane for 12 hours. now its back on the east coast, cold as shit, about ready to do the ultra classic east to west cross country road trip to our home that is the white salmon.

summmer

On our last journey to the middle Fuy I left my camera on the roof of the car as we drove out of town and lost it. so here are some random pictures from the summer that give a little glimpse into the life here in pucon and some of our adventures.


a beautiful sunset on lake villarica

demshitz checking out the Exportacion rapid on the Palguin

pollito master

rodrigo keeping the MP free earlier in the summer, despite what the landowner thinks, this waterfall has no dueno

demshitz climbed this volcano