The Paddle that Wasn't

Sometimes things don't work out and sometimes that's OK. I was suppose to run the South Fork of the Feather yesterday but after driving up and camping out overnight the third paddler (with the all important second vehicle for shuttle) never showed up. Apparently he had truck problems and couldn't make the drive. The two of us up there could have possibly have worked out a shuttle with some other boaters but we would have gotten a very late start and had to hike out halfway down the river. Since I haven't done any serious whitewater in four months and the other guy had never been on the run we elected to just do a little sightseeing and head home. It may not make an exciting story but it beats the alternative - having an epic story to tell - possibly with a sad ending. I'm happy with my call...