Paddling the sea of plastic

I'm rubbish at keeping this blog thing up to date. And when I forget my camera it doesn't really help. So in short: I was at the Tryweryn on Saturday with Dave, and it must have been the busiest I have ever seen it. A river of plastic boats pretty much. Still, it was the only place with any water around, and it was a fairly miserable day, so still worth it. The aim of the day was to challenge ourselves and make some of the more difficult eddies and stuff.

IT was a good day after the early frustration of constantly failing to get this one damned eddy. What else was interesting was to swim in the weir of the top site, to see what it was like. And then to side surf across it all and try to get out. To my surprise it wasn't too bad at all, if you were swimming in it it wouldn't drown you, but in it in a boat, it was fairly difficult to get washed out of it, some fairly desperate draw strokes were needed in the right place. Dave and I were in hysterics after his first attempt at exiting it.... He got spun round and sucked back across bracing off the weir more then he would have liked to! I guess you had to be there but it cracked us both us.

I was chuffed I managed to get the eddy half way down the ski slope which I have always been too scared to go for. And then a nice run down to the bottom. Rescued a couple of boats from numerous people thrown out in the 'fingers wave', one with a snapped paddle who was most annoyed. Still for Dave and I, a really good day.