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:
