The silence breaths inside me
the solace slips through my defense
I ride the wave into darkness
and glimpse the nothingness
that shelters me...
Looking back, I found some photos (and film)
worth posting. They are from a few trips down the Upper, Upper Cispus
in 2003 with various characters: John, Travis, Josh, Ben and myself,
along with several others who I can't remember the names of. These were
wondrous trips down a spectacular section of river that dishes out a
full helpin'. There are two waterfalls, one at either end that leave
you with a well rounded memory, while everything between leaves you
thinking about Behemoth. Once that is over, you end up with one last
section of class V before finishing it off with a few miles of flatwater.
Good times and not to keep the impatient waiting, here
is Assult
On the Upper, Upper Cispus that Josh put together from an old film
of a trip he did with Ben Manfredi and John Easton.
Here are a few more photos by Ben or whom ever had the
camera:
