This was what the scene looked like at the campsite that we took over when we rolled into the ever popular Yellow Pine Idaho to run the East Fork of the South Fork of the Salmon. Gear hanging everywhere, people sprawled on the ground, trucks with feet hanging out the back. It was a great scene to be a part of. The last post was all about kayaking, this post is all about our nightlife and some kayaking in there.
But first off Tristan needed to show me his killer, really colorful, shoes. Notice he is wearing an IR union suit, that was all he was wearing, it was an amazing look for him.
This is what I thought of his shoes, of Yellow Pine, and of the river that we were paddling on. The East Fork South Fork is an amazing river, constant class four with one class five. There are holes to avoid and holes to get worked in. I learned to not follow Tristan very quickly and I learned to take my own lines when everyone else was getting trundled somewhere on the run. It is all roadside so pretty easy to scout but a great run and fully worth the drive into the middle of no where for a few days.
This is the only shot that I got of kayaking all day long. At least it wasn't raining on us...right?
When we were done enjoying ourselves on the river we all started playing with my camera and this is what turned out. Good ole Ryan Caseys boat that was somehow in focus while everything else was blurry, its MAGIC!!!
Jon Grace found humor in my midgetness and thought that it was funny to take a picture of Ryan who is 6 foot 8 inches and myself who is 5 foot 2 inches. I'm not embarrassed about my height I like being short, it means I can fit in smaller boats, sleep in cars, and it gives me a reason to climb on the counters at my grandmas' house.
The Liquid Logic/TDUB crew kicken it at the takeout. Ryan Casey, Myself, Jon Grace, and Freddy Corriell.
Just to give ya'll an idea as to what Yellow Pine is like. Max population thirty counting the dogs and the cats. One bar, one store, and even an 18 hole golf course.
When I think of golf, I think of green rolling hills, short skirts, preppy people, and a lot of sunscreen. This is a different type of golf, there are no rolling hills other than the mountains surrounding us, no short skirts unless you counted our spray skirts, the preppy people didn't seem to be around, and sunscreen was not needed due to the mass amount of trees that were scattered around the green.
I found out three things while playing golf; Ryan Casey has immaculate aim, Tristan is good at straight lining balls, and I can't hit the broad side of a fricken barn with any sort of ball. It was an odd time golfing with a bunch of guys who are all solid kayakers and some of them really sucked, including myself, I will say that with pride. I am no good at golf.
I did catch Grace in some shenanigans behind the tree with the dog Hailey, I really don't know what he was doing but I liked this picture.
To make a very long drawn out story a little shorter we dropped all of our clubs and balls back at the store in Yellow Pine and Pat (pictured above) wanted to have just one drink, it was his birthday so we had no choice. Well, we ended up having more than one drink, as kayakers do oh so many times, and somehow ended up singing karaoke in front of all of Yellow Pine. It was amazing stardom! We even got salt shakers thrown at us. Pictured above Pat is trying to teach Tristan to dance, but he failed miserably, sadly. We had a late night but still got up in the morning to run the river one last time before we had to roll back to civilization.
Hope everyone is having a great summer, I know I am. Ciao from the middle of nowhere. Over and Out
Adriene
I got a perty new shiny kayak made perfectly for over nighters, it is called the JEFE!!! Since this was my first over nighter I only had two dry bags, no tent, a big sleeping bag that wasn't even mine, and no water source or food at all. Good thing that Grace was with me otherwise I would have gone hungry. In the morning we met up with three McCall locals Jared Alexander, Dave Simonitas, and Tor Anderson. 
The crew getting ready to take off on the South Fork at high water, fired up!
The first big rapid that we got to was called Devils Creek, it was all I had heard about all day. There is no way to show how big these rapids really are, they are just huge, going up one wave and hoping that you are going to make it down the other side without getting trashed.
I have no clue what the name of this rapid is but Ryan Casey (who is 6 foot 8 inches tall) is in the front and I am following, it wasn't really following, it was more flailing but we all made it.........
One right after another, just like little lemmings all having a great time bouncing down the river. We spent the night on the side of the river, of course, made some dried potatoes (we were in Idaho), drank some whiskey, and went to bed. We had a big day in the morning with a twenty mile paddle out and the biggest baddest rapid on the river. 
Jon Grace doing what he does best, looking up stream at the biggest longest rapid of the whole trip. Representing Shred Ready and TDUB!
After a good nights rest and dry gear we were all ready to rally. This is the last rapid of the day before the South Fork meets up with the Main Salmon. Tristan McClaren is dropping into the last huge part of the rapid and hes all alone. All in all this was a great over nighter to do and if anyone ever gets a chance to do this at high water, its a one time experience!!
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