This Memorial Day weekend, I joined Absolute Adventure for a camping/white water rafting trip. The day before, thirteen attendees met for a short hike under Foresthill bridge, the highest bridge in California. Then we went to Mother Lode River Center to spend the night, in preparation for a early start on paddling day.
I waked up at around 7am in Mother Lode River Center's camp site. We were up late the night before drinking beer, eating s'mores, playing "Two Truths and a Lie" and generally having a good time round the camp fire. Unfortunately, I don't usually sleep well while camping and this trip was no different. Carrisa had just woke up and was starting breakfast. She told me I was early, so I went back to my tent and took a nap. I woke up again at 8am, just in time for a hot breakfast of bagel, bacon and eggs.
I had rafted in 2005 at Cache Canyon with White Water Adventures. Cache Canyon supposed to be a class II-III river, but its worst rapid was a class II 1/2. It was so safe, guides were not needed. I had a lot of fun on that trip, and I wondered why it took me a couple of years to get back into the activity.
After breakfast, we met our friendly raft/river guides. Since we had a little time to kill, we toured Mother Lodge's organic garden, learned to make lynards with duct tape, before boarding the ECO bus (runs on recycled vegetable oil!) and took a 45min ride to the put-in point. On the bus, we were given a safety briefing. The basics were similar on all rivers: keep your feet away from the bottom of the river, float feet pointing down river etc. There were also some new instructions, like getting rescue by the throw bag and getting directions from the river guide after falling into the river. The South Fork of American River have several class 3 rapids, so more precautions were needed.
We were on the one day double run trip. Our put in point was at a park. Everyone was encourage to use the facilities, since once the rafting begin, the only place to "go" was in the river. We were then given life vest and paddles. Safety instructions were repeated and simple paddle commands were taught and it's time to paddle!
In the morning, I paddled on the right hand side of the raft, second row from the front. The first major rapid we hit was called "Meat Grinder". It was a rather technical rapid to cross, requiring the raft to move forward, turned and back-paddle.
The river water was still very cold on Memorial Day weekend (most of the water in this river was from snow melt) and I got a good splash even though I was seated in the second row. Any lingering sleepiness was immediately gone!
The rapids kept coming and with a river guide doing the steering, all we needed to do was followed his instructions. It was at this time I realized even professional guides got into some of the trouble I had gotten into on Cache Creek.
I had missed time some turns and had to let the raft go through some rapids uncontrolled, letting the white water pushed the raft along. Karl, our guide, did the same thing. He called it "zen boating":)
I had my raft stuck on rocks and had to jump out of the craft to push it and free it. It happened to us on this trip too. Our raft was stuck on one rapid too, and poor Karl had to jump into the river to push the raft and free it.
The biggest rapid we hit on the morning run was call "Troublemaker". We went into the rapid the right way, but was unable to execute the turn cleanly. We ended up going down the second part of the rapid sideways. While I felt the raft was fairly stable on this rapid, others in our boat thought we were going to flip.
We saw another raft full of private rafters came through Troublemaker. They were not as lucky as us. A couple of rafters fell off the raft as they went through the drop in Troublemaker. We paddled to help one guy to shore, but their boat was speeding down the rapid. We had no room in the raft and had to leave the paddler by the river shore. I wondered how he got home.
After Troublemaker, we were went back to Mother Lode's camp and break for lunch. We assembled sandwiches from marinated artichoke hearts, sun dried tomatoes, selection of cheese and deli meat. Scot, the owner, gave us a talk on environment issues. He talked about plans to build Auburn dam, and how it would turn all the river we rafted in the morning into a lake. He was clearly passionate about environmental issues, but was not pushy about his view point. He just people to be informed about environmental issues and write to their congress person to voice their concern or support.
After lunch, we went back into the river. I switched seats with Bill on the raft and was rowing on the left in the first row. Bill was sick of being splashed by all the cold river water, while I was looking forward to more splashing! I put on a spray jacket, but no wet suit, since the weather was somewhat hot and I rather had an occasional cold spray of water than be hot on flat water.
The two bigger rapids on this stretch of the river were Satan's Cesspool and Hospital Bar. Satan's Cesspool had a sharp drop entering the rapid, and then a sharp turn. We hit the rapid expertly and ran through without much difficulty. Hospital Bar was the last major rapid. By the time we hit this rapid, our boat was paddling very well together and made all the right moves. Again, we ride through the rapid without any difficulty.
After Hospital Bar, the river flatten out. Memorial Day was fairly early in the rafting season and there was lots of flat water between Hospital Bar and the pull out point. To save us the paddling effort and to make some quick bucks, some townies on jet ski came and gave us a tow. Thes jet ski were quite powerful! I estimated about 20 rafts from Mother Lode and another river company were towed about a mile or so to the pull out point by a single jet ski.
After pulling out, we rode the ECO bus back to camp. Everyone was tired, but hyper after a good rafting trip.
The detail rapid description for South Fork of the American River can be found here. A map view can be seen here.
Photos from my trip can be fseenhere.
Back at camp, Carrisa had just started dinner. The rafters took a quick shower and spent the rest of the time playing volleyball. After dinner, we drank beer and played a little frisbee.
During the rafting trip, Karl, our river guide, told us about the local night life hot spot. Coloma Club, or as Karl affectionately called it, the "CC". We decided to check the place out.
The CC's clientele was a strange mixed of people: locals, river guides and rafters from nearby cities: Sacramento and San Francisco Bay Area. It was Karaoke night, and some of the ladies in our group took the stage singing! We danced, sang and really let our hair down.
At about midnight, I started feeling a little tired. I took off back to camp, sat by the camp fire and ate more s'mores, before heading back to my tent for a well-deserved rest.
White water rafting was a lot of fun and I planned to do more river runs.
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