This stream also starts with a 30-45 minute walk to the put in. This, I’m fairly confident, couldn’t be driven in Harold’s mass of metal. Put in below the feeder lake and start with a few rapids that are pretty scratchy. You then come up to a pretty significant horizon line with a camp on the left bank. You want to get out here! You really want to get out here and look! The drop starts with a slide (approx. 15 feet high) that leads down to a couple very small micro eddies and no see-um rocks before the biggie. After running this once I look back and think that I probably shouldn’t have because one screw up would have put me over the next drop on a bad line. That, combined with the fact that I only had one other paddler with me (sorry Adam) and one person inexperienced with river safety (sorry Jaime) makes me think “bad idea”. Anyways, directly after this stupid slide, is a little s-bend about 8 feet wide leads to a 50 footer that lands on rocks on the left (that would have been my bad line) and a pool on the right. The only thing is that the entrance is very shallow and I don’t think you could make it to the right. My thoughts!

After walking the fifty footer comes a very narrow couple of drops in a very narrow canyon. 10 feet wide at the widest. The first drop was not run because of it slamming into what looked like and undercut on the left. We got in and paddled the next couple of drops in the beautiful canyon. Careful with your paddle as I think Adam cut his chin because the paddle was longer than the width between rocks. Kinda like a dog trying to get in the doghouse with a long stick in his mouth! After the canyon we came up to a long slide that has a death sieve on the left where all (well 95%) the water seems to go. I don’t think there would ever be a good time to run this rapid unless you had access to some heavy equipment to get rid of some lumber and rocks. After this drop the stream meanders along to the take out. Still watch out for strainers as the water still moves quick and the stream goes around numerous bends. I almost watched one of my dogs die here as he thought he needed to swim across the stream and went right into a strainer with loads of flotsam piled up against it. Whew! Almost no more Keemoh.

You can take out at the train bridge or continue on to the main road and get out.

This was first run by Adam and myself in 2005. Watch it, it is a scrappy run.

This stream only runs immediately after big rains and still doesn’t run all that full. It is fuelled by a very small lake and a few tiny brooks.