This weekend’s rain thankfully enabled me to find out whether my broken shoulder had healed enough to paddle serious whitewater; a rather pressing question, given that the next time I paddle whitewater will be in a fortnight … with a fully loaded boat on a remote Himalayan river in the far west of Nepal, with no real option to pull out (a small plane is dropping us off there).
I was quaking in my boots as we launched onto a rather full River Dart on Saturday morning. However, the shoulder seemed to work okay, and by our third run down the river (above) the water level had dropped enough and I’d relaxed into my boat enough to play the river and to remember just what a wonderful river this is. So … Nepal is good to go, Ibuprofen allowing.
Splendid.
Wow that looks really wicked. Will have to visit that part of the world one of these days. Up to now I have done only river kayaking in Scotland and Englandshire.