As we learned we were having a baby the discussion of moving to Seattle became routine. It wasn't an easy decision to say the least. I love Boulder and I love Colorado. I love the Buffs and I love the people of Colorado. I love the Crystal drainage and I love OBJ. Colorado is freaking AWESOME!
Having the support of family to help with the baby was a great reason to move to Washington. As the summer of 2012 in Colorado burned on and I stared at my lonely kayak melting in the sun, a move to Washington seemed more and more attractive. I stayed for one last CU vs CSU football game at mile high and took off for my new home the next day.
GAME ON BRA!!!!
I had been up here paddling a few times in the past with Colorado legends like Tom Janney and Nick Wigston. Wigston and I made several trips up this way in the past and every time my list of rivers and creeks to run would grow and grow. After 12 years in Colorado and a super dry year, I was more than ready to try my hand at a new game. The Pac NW is pretty sweet!
A week or two after settling into my new home I kicked off my Washington kayaking career by linking up with the other Wigston and heading to the elusive Chelan Gorge. The Chelan Gorge is a very special run. After years of hard work and research the local crew here was able to negotiate a recreational release each year for a weekend in September. The timing of the release couldn't be better as many of the other run are getting to low and the weather is nice and hot! The town of Chelan welcomes the kayakers in and puts everyone up at the local baseball field, which happens to be right at the put in. Running water, a place to go number 1 and number 2, and a place to pitch a tent right in town....can't beat it! At 10am a little man comes out of his house to turn the water, he pats his hand on his helmet telling us he is ok and then we get to walk right past the no trespassing signs. What a cool event!