Timmy wrote a thing about the Shogomoc already but this past fall a few of us found a road which leads further upstream than our normal put in. What we found was a couple more drops and some nice rapids and some flat-water.

Laurie, Kat, Mr. Burley and myself drove and old road leading to somewhere in the vicinity of where we thought the river would be. We stopped the car at a spot (after wiring the exhaust up to prevent further destruction) we thought might be relatively close to the river. After a 15 minute bushwhack and everybody going their separate ways we found the river. After some yelling to see if everybody had found the river we put on the river on a cold December day. We weren’t ready for what we were about to encounter.

We previously thought we had found all the falls on this particular river from talking to the locals and from scouting before. We were wrong. We ran through some warm up rapids and then came to our first horizon line. The surprised look on mine and Burley’s face I’m sure astonished Kat as we were supposed to know this river. Laurie never saw the surprised look as he was on the other side of the river. Funny thing about surprises, they catch you off guard (and catch Laurie on the other side of the river). After a quick scout, I ran the drop while the others followed. Laurie got back to the middle and ran with no troubles. Pretty big holes at the bottom if you got off line though. I was sitting in the eddy below getting the feeling that the water was really high because this drop looked as though it never normally took the hole with of the channel. You know how you get the feeling that things don’t look as though they should even though you’ve never been there before?

We all continued on and came to another unrecognizable drop. This drop beared right around a corner and dropped. It had a hole running from right bank to slightly left of center with the water running left piling up and dropping to the center of the river. You had to ever so slightly skirt the hole, skirt the pile and continue on. Burley, beautiful! Brown, good working! Me, boofed over right side of the hole, alright!. We laughed at Brown and wished he would have swam (we always wish that ‘cause none of us have seen him swim).

We continued on through some flat-water and came up on the lead in drops to the “first significant drop” on the river. As we paddled into the big eddy, immediately above Square Falls (Killer Fangs Falls), we noticed how high the river really was. We had seen this part of the river before and could mentally gauge the water. The water was higher than we had ever run the river before, including spring levels.

We ran the rest of the river like normal.

The end. Or read Timmy’s description.