I’m alive; sore but alive smile 15 brave folks toed the line this year, but only two finished (both had rafts)- I wasn’t one of the two. With record snowpack and record stream flows, it just wasn’t going to happen. The snow slows you down, but it’s the treacherous fords that turn you around.

We made it about 95 miles (including about 15 miles to a bail out point)- I think we made it the furthest of anyone, besides obviously the two finishers.

I’ll get some pics up later; I’m on an extended feeding frenzy right now laugh