That was some next-level shit. Jake's made everyone look out of control at some point. It's a testament to the skill of the competitors that everyone came through safe (there were a couple of swims and at least one hard flip into a rock).
It was also amazing to watch the guys on deck at the top of the ramp. Didn't matter who it was, every competitor had the same nervous but determined look in their eyes. Lots of closed eyes and deep breaths.
Gate two seemed to be the crux. It required a "man surf" in Rock Drop from the river left eddy to make the gate. Then you're pointing right, out of breath, and floating into Taffy Puller. Plenty of sick boaters got tea-bagged in Taffy as a result. But don't worry, there's only about half a mile of class V runout before the finish line. The picture below, courtesy of Mike Reid, shows the typical scene--EG feeling the burn, trying to make this super tough move.
The party went down in typical Team Banks fashion--loud and late. Sweet tunes from DJ Revolve, and lots of sweaty bodies on a dance floor that's usually used for line dancing. Kudos to James Byrd for putting together an incredible event.