Wendy: We started the day by doing the Glenroy River, the hidden
secret in this area. It starts out with class II-III eddy/boulder hopping
in a wide open but freezing cold river, and eventually enters a narrow gorge
with some class III and IV drops. I was nervous about the drops, given
that we couldn't see the bottom of them and had to trust Peter's instructions
about what moves to make. I flipped on one drop and scraped up my fingers,
but besides that it was a fun and very scenic run. We hit it at a medium
to high flow.
When we went back to the NZ Kayak school to have some tea, the ghost of sick Steve appeared. He joined us for tea and lunch, but was still feeling very feverish, so he and I decided to drive to the next big town, Nelson, for an ER visit. Mick, the director of the kayak school, had gone to hospital that AM and was being checked for malaria and typhoid (he had just returned from a trip to Borneo), so Steve was nervous that he had picked up some bug in Ecuador. Ahhh, socialized medicine. He was in and out in 3 hours, blood tests complete, free of charge. The doctor thought he had picked up a virus while traveling, and wasn't concerned about tropical diseases. Phew! While we hung in the waiting room, we calculated that 8 out of 10 people visiting the ER did not wear shoes. Very strange place indeed.
While we were at hospital, Andy, Ian and Peter took an evening run down the lower Matakitaki earthquake run.
Wendy: Ahhhhh, surfing. I've never really surfed a good wave, usually because I blow my boat angle on the entry and end up flushing off the back. The boys make it look so easy, but it's never been for me. Today I had a break-through! We paddled the Mangles river, a 6 km easy class II-III run that is known for good playing. The river is small, so you need a good rain to run it, and lucky for us it rained last night. We played our way down, until we got to a great wave train. The boys in their play boats were surfing up a storm, and I (in my Inazone 230) was blowing off the back as usual. After 20 frustrating minutes, Steve got a cramp and needed to get out to walk a bit. I jumped into his boat (an EZ), and guess what? I got on the wave and made about 5 cuts back and forth on my first try!! All this time I've been thinking I lacked the technique, but put me in a surfing boat and I guess I know what to do! It was so fun! I was even able to spin the boat 180 degrees on one surf, but that was about it. I think the grin on my face lit up the valley. We came home and promptly ordered another EZ from Christchurch, which should arrive on the 14th. We seem to be collecting boats!
Wendy: A quick drive up the Glenroy valley reveals that the flow
is similar to the day we did the run with Peter 2 days ago, so we hop on it
again, this time sans Peter (who returned to the Hokitika area; we'll hook up
with him again next week). Once again a very fun run, and once again I
flip in the same rapid as before. Argh. That dang curler coming in
from river left gets me every time. This time Andy flips as well, making
me feel better about my line.
We spend some time eating soup in a cafe, and around 5:30 decide to do an evening run on the lower Mataki. It is light here until 9:30, how cool! We put on at 6PM, are off by 7:30, and munching another dinner of something and "chips" (as with all meals in New Zealand) by 8PM. Oh the life of a river bum.
Wendy: The boys are demo-ing creek boats in preparation for some of the harder runs on the West Coast-Hokitika area. I've decided to stick to the class III-IV runs, and won't get a bigger boat for those runs. As a result, they want to try the boats on the runs we've been doing, getting some practice since the boats are longer and more tippy than their play boats. We repeat yesterday's runs. The rivers are a few inches lower, but just as fun. I finally make the nemisis Glenroy rapid without flipping (slight left boat angle was the key), although this time Steve takes a good flip and tweaks his thumb and shoulder. The rapid is a bummer, because you exit down a narrow shoot, with a rock wall on river right, a curler coming in from the left, and a bunch of shallow rocks right at the bottom. The curler flips you into the rock wall, which then shoots you down the shoot into the shallow rocks, mangling your appendages along the way. Steve is bummed, hopefully his shoulder isn't too bad. I guess I got off lucky with my last few flips there.