After gathering advice from fellow kayakers on the Yough, I decided to take a family trip to WV. After all, it's further north and in the mountains, promising a break from the heat in central NC. And I was warned about the area being wet. Very wet. My aim was at the Upper Yough due to scheduled releases (Fridays, Saturdays, Mondays) and its IV-V.0 level. Drew, who I know from the Watauga, was willing to show me down the first two days.

Murphy's Law definitely presided over MurPHEST.  We may have to change the name next year.  

We arrived Thursday night at camp and the rain came.  Camp was great with two of our old friends from New York (Mike and Billy) and 4 of their other friends (Pedro, Rope, Phil, and Duncan) that joined them this year.  

For me, running the Yough was a major benchmark. My son Thomas and I started kayaking in Baltimore with the Greater Baltimore Canoe Club. We had gone on a club trip down the Yough in rafts. Already bitten by the whitewater bug, I was certainly not good enough to attempt to kayak the Yough at that time, but I had already set my goal to get to a level where I could run the Yough. The Yough was my ultimate goal and the height of my kayaking aspirations. With my skills improving over the summer, the ultimate benchmark seemed within reach for SIO-6.