For inexplicable reasons I was having a decidedly off day. Zero motivation and some sort of looming feeling of ill-will in the air. Maybe a fair bit of stress at the upcoming logistically intense fieldwork. Whatever it was, Jeff certainly didn't have it and was rearing to go packrafting before our flight in. We spent considerable time scouting the Hollyford just above Falls Creek. We both agreed it was looking be in good packrafting shape but that did little to dispel my "off" day. We decided to take it drop by drop, one at a time, with the other close by with the throw rope as needed. Jeff had clean runs through almost every drop including a nice 3m drop I gave a passed. I floundered my way through most in poor style. I was sluggish and felt like I had a log for a paddle.
On the longest section I pinballed my way down, eventually pinning myself to a rock and flipping in a classic what-not-to-do maneuver. After a bit of a swim and some fishing for my paddle, I'd had enough. There just would be no shaking my sluggishness this day! On any normal day it would have been an enjoyable run worth repeating. Jeff said it was one of his best ever.
No comments:
Post a Comment