Well I'll have to say it was an interesting wkend for me. I got Brit and Ana down the Upper OK first off with a few dunkings for Ana and all clean for Brit. Both of them had clean runs in 20 stitches. With the exception of the hole flip at Bartlick Dam, all of Ana's thrashings came after flips off of rocks. After a few points of instruction on dealing with rocks, maybe we made some progress there.
By the time we got to Garden Hole ... the main crew had left and John, Hugo and someone else was putting in. This was at 1:30 - still long before race start. John said he would wait for me at Towers, and I said OK, then the more i thought about it, the more I didn't want to paddle to Towers alone and I knew there was no way I would make it in 10 min as told him initially as I hadn't eaten and needed to change boats and gear plus help the girls load and secure. So I was afraid John would no longer be there. John ended up waiting and I'm very sorry John for screwing up your plans.
So Brit wanted to do another run on the Upper, and Ana was fried so this time just Brit and I we blazed it pretty quickly just as the water was starting to drop. I think it was a slow turn off as the water was already lower when we put in at 3:07.
By the time we recovered Ana's car and all grabbed a quick hot shower at the lodge we missed most of the club party / meal. There was just enough left to curb our hunger and a few got to sample Ana's yummy brownies.
We had fun at the party ... and I enjoyed trying to drum with Brent and others later ... thoroughly amazed at Brent being awake after midnight. Then I was dying and I had the only negative event of the whole wkend. While trying to drive past the bonfire and head back to the lodge, there was a bunch of locals blocking the road. Half the road was blocked by a stalled 4 wheeler and the other by a lone drunk with his hand up. After what seemed like a long minute he wandered up to my window and the conversation went something like this:
Drunk: Where ya'll from?
Me: KY
Drunk: Where at in KY?
Me: Lex
Drunk: Are you a supporter of Coal?
Me: What? (Thought maybe he meant David Allen Coe? Or some dude named Cole was running for a local office? Took me a bit to realize he meant COAL)
Drunk: Do you support Coal, you know, COAL?
Me: What does that have to do with anything?
Drunk: Well you come here and run our rapids, don't you think you ought to be supportin' our Coal?
OK, here's rule #1 that I was too tired to remember, never try to reason with a drunk, and especially a drunk who is an idiot before he gets drunk.
Me: (Good think I'm not Pinocchio) Yeah, coal is fine, it keeps the lights on.
Drunk: Well alright then.
At which point his drunken toothless woman had wandered out of my path and I gunned it the hell out of there.
That ... along with the sheriff showing up after the brawl left kind of a sour taste in me about this RFRR. I realize this bozo was just a drunk local that obviously had no clue as to what the RFRR was all about, he was just there to party ... but nevertheless it was not a fun experience.
Sunday, I had my shot at the Gorge at near 1200. I made it ... with pretty good lines except at the Box .. which continues to befuddle me at above 800. Man that water slams into Braille pretty fast / hard at that level. So after another close enounter with Braille, and flip and a roll I wandered through the lower Box with more of a bruised ego than a bruised body. I felt pushed everywhere and did not feel I was in control in the Maze, Dave's and Foreplay nearly as much as I wanted to be. As I told Brent I wanted to get more comfortable at a little lower levels (800-1000) before I would consider the Gorge at that level again ... Brent insisting what a great level that was ... and my reply, well of course it is, when you know the lines as well as you do and have lots of experience at that level. After thinking about it a bit more, I got 3 words for you - Bear Creek Falls

And no, I don't know it that well, with <10 runs there, so that puts us at similar experience there

I imagine if I had more experience with the RF, I would think very differently about it ... just need a lot more experience with it at higher flows to ease my jitters.
After the Gorge the plan was to motor the girls up to the Upper to try to sneak in a run before shut off ... but looking at the time, we had to change that plan. After moving Ana's car to the Gas Station takeout, we decided to do a long lower run. In retrospect, having seen that section, I suggest doing 2 lower runs to Carson's instead. It's all class I/II down to the BP and lots of pools in between. Ana and Brit both had interesting runs at Meat Grinder. The plan was to have Ana follow me, and Brit follow her. As soon as I got nearly backendered in my playboat in the first drop, I knew we were in for some interesting runs. As I spun around after the bottom hole below, I saw Ana upside down after 2nd drop, and Brit moving a bit left above 2nd drop. So as Ana is in the current below 3rd drop Brit somehow ends up surfing the bottom left hole. So I'm thinking ... chasing down 2 swimmers alone (thinking Brit would be too tired to roll after the rapid / surf), this should be interesting but amazingly with no experience in practicing hole surfing Brit surfs this hole for a very long 6-7 seconds and surfs out upright ... I was amazed. Not only that but when Ana's paddle finally washed out (think it surfed bottom right hole) she picked it up and immediately learned how to paddle with 2 paddles - not an easy task with hands as small as hers. Ana wanted to carry up and give it another shot but Brit wanted nothing to do with a round two so we moved on.
So an interesting weekend, but overall I think we all had a great time.
Wes