This past Sunday I had the opportunity to paddle Baileys with the aforementioned fine folk.
All was fine under the sun until past supermax, where I took my first swim at the steep drop that has a sharp eddy on river left (don't think it has a name). I found myself unable to roll on my onside, as I kept trying to punch out against the current (read: this dude needs to practice his offside roll). This put me in a funk, and I proceeded to swim again whereupon my boat got pinned like so:
I unfortunately found myself on the opposite shore, unable to help. However, the gentlemen proceeded to push, pull, bang and crank on the boat to no avail. Some other paddlers even stopped by to help and set up a pulley system to jank the thing out:
Alas, the boat would not move. Eventually, the folks that had stopped to help moved out, and I started to contemplate the hike out (this was my second run down Baileys, so I vaguely remembered how much of a beast that would have been). However one last attempt was made to move the tree the boat was on, instead of the boat itself:
At this point, the boat had developed a crack on the bottom, both pillars are out of place, and the bottom rail that holds seat and pillars in place was out of line. I proceeded to swamp my way out of Baileys (took another swim at mystery eddy, but I'm blaming the half sunk boat for that one).
Boat at take-out:
I'm taking this opportunity to publicly thank the guys that helped me out, and spared me a nasty hike Sunday.
On a related note, anyone looking for a half destroyed Jefe?