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HMG is off to Everest!

We’re proud to share the news that cameramen and adventure videographers John Griber and Ed Wardle will be carrying HMG ultralight packs when they climb Mt. Everest to film Joby Ogwyn’s historic wing suit jump off the summit.

“I’ve been hired by NBC as a cameraman this spring for an event called Everest Jump Live,” said Griber.  He and Wardle will be following Ogwyn up the mountain filming his climb and running jump off Earth’s highest point.  No human has ever attempted this feat before and the Discovery Channel will be airing the 11,000 foot drop and five mile descent back to Base Camp during a two hour live broadcast in May.

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This is not the first summit attempt for Griber who has reached the top twice previously, but it is the first time he will be filming a live broadcast.

“As a cameraman, just to be asked to go to Everest is one thing, but to be breaking ground in broadcasting is entirely another level. This live event will be broadcast to 224 countries/territories and that’s very exciting.”

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While Hyperlite Mountain Gear packs have been all over the world including Everest Base Camp, this is the first time an HMG ultralight pack will summit the world’s tallest peak.  According to Griber, weight and gear are of the utmost importance while climbing at altitude.

“HMG makes sense on various levels.  The Cuben fiber based pack is obviously lightweight as well as incredibly strong and durable.  The basic design is perfect for Everest where you don’t need any extras, you simply need gear that you can rely on and that works.”

Wardle will be carrying the 4400 Ice Pack, a 70L technical climbing pack.  But Griber will be carrying Hyperlite Mountain Gear’s 4400 Windrider – a basic large volume hiking pack.  When asked if he realized this or had any thoughts on it, Griber humbly said, “Well after all it’s just one big hike…I just happen to be walking to the top of the world!”

Be sure to check out this epic event live in May on the Discovery Channel

4400 SW Three Quarter

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Why my parents adopted a lightweight mindset


By Amy Hatch

Large external frame backpacks protruded over their heads. Bungee cords lashed to them a frying pan, heavy foam sleeping pads and an extra daypack. A bulky backpacking shower, full books, and eggs, bacon and hash browns added to the unwieldy load.

This is how backpacking used to look for parents, Nancy and Cleve Schenck, back in the ’70s and early ’80s, before I was a twinkle in their eyes – and, for that matter, even once I became part of their outdoor adventures.


“Packs used to not have sternum straps, so we’d jerry rig the sternum straps,” my mom reminisced.

Back then, my mom and dad managed to make it work, hiking into remote and breathtaking backcountry destinations, many of which in later decades would become “discovered.”

But now in their 60s, they’ve changed their approach, adopting a lightweight mindset, mostly out of necessity.

“It’s made the difference between being able to backpack or not, that’s the bottom line,” my mom said. Going lightweight prevents back, shoulder and neck injuries and also allows them to sleep comfortably when they arrive at their destination “because our bodies feel good,” my mom said.

“My days of carrying 60 pound packs are over,” my dad said. “Every year the pack gets heavier, even though there’s less weight in it.”

My mom’s pack weight is now down to 23 pounds and my dad carries between 30 and 35 pounds.


Today my parents are cheerleaders for companies that make lightweight equipment, like Hyperlite Mountain Gear, but it’s been a transition that’s come with some resistance. My dad clung to his 11-pound, all-season, four-man tent for years, even after my brother and I had moved out of the house. It wasn’t until the tent fly was in threads from having been water proofed so many times that he finally upgraded to a technical 4-pound tent.

And when I first suggested to my dad that he try out my HMG Windrider backpack, he showed little interest. It took my mom’s raving about it, to get him to put it on. But only a few weeks after he tried it, he was buying his own for an upcoming trip to the Dolomites in Italy.

“The thing about the Hyperlite that struck me, it’s nice that it’s lightweight, but it’s really comfortable,” my dad said.

My mom echoed this with:

“It has everything you need and nothing more. I feel more secure on more challenging trails, especially when there is some exposure, because I feel like the pack is fitting so well that it’s not throwing my body weight around.”


Amy Hatch is an ambassador for Hyperlite Mountain Gear. She’s also the founder of two companies: Jackson Hole Packraft & Packraft Rentals Anywhere (www.jhpackraft.com) and Garage Grown Gear (www.garagegrowngear.com).

HMG’s Newest Ambassador

Hyperlite Mountain Gear would like to welcome our newest ambassador.  Bad Ass for sure!

Angela VanWiemeersch

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Angela VanWiemeersch (or VanStein known for her epic stein pulls), lives a passion for the mountains. From the peaks of Alaska to her home crags of Zion where she works a climbing guide, Angela is constantly seeking to push herself to higher limits.  As an accomplished climber on rock, ice and mixed terrain Angela views her self as an explorer at heart.  In 2010 she completed a 1400 mile solo unsupported bike tour from Detroit, Michigan to Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. The lure of the unknown and the vast beauty of untouched landscapes then continued to drive her North. In 2011 Angela found herself again on a journey where the road ends and the tundra begins. She paddled 430 miles, unsupported on the Mackenzie river in the Northwest territories of Canada.  Her pursuit to find great adventures led her to the Alaska Range where she became (as far as the records go) the  first woman to free solo Ham and Eggs on the Moose’s Tooth.3000′ while using the Hyperlite Mountain Gear 2400 Ice Pack. Angela has made her life not only about getting to the top of summits around the world but about the reward of the journey and the adventure of each endeavor.

Climbing Resume – All routes below are climbed on lead
**with the exception of cali ice and stairway to heaven where i was swapping leads.

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First female free solo of Ham and Eggs (WI4+ M4- Jon Krakuauer / Nate Zissner) 3000′ . west side of mooses tooth, central alaska range

Almost A Free solo ascent of Mt. Francis (IV, 5.8,60′ snow) 3,600′. (I ran into some climbers and roped up for one exposed crux pillar pitch just to be safe) Kahiltina glacier, central alaska range.

**california ice (WI4-5)3,000′ in the Beartooth Range in Montana (1st pitch in photo)
**Stairway to heaven ( WI4-5) 7 pitches in jan 2013

White Nightmare (WI4-5) 2 pitches,150′  provo canyon, utah
Bridal Veil Right (WI4-5) 2 pitches,200′ provo canyon, utah
Bridal Veil Left (Wi4-5) 2 pitches,200′ provo canyon, utah
The Matrix(WI 4, M4-5) 130′ hyalitet canyon, montana
Scepter(WI 4 +) 100′ hyalite canyon, Montana


Basically i’m in love with wide open places and I strive to explore those places to the fullest. Climbing gets me exactly where i want to be. Connected to the landscape, In a zen i never thought was possible. Every time i’m climbing i think its the coolest thing i’ve ever done.
- Angela VanWiemeersch

What is new for 2014?

What is new in 2014?

We get asked that question from the media, friends, and customers all the time. So we thought we would take a moment to give an update on what we’ve been doing at Hyperlite Mountain Gear to make our products even better!

We have rolled out NEW features across our entire pack range in the 2400(40L), 3400(55L) and 4400(70L) sizes. These include taping all of the packs critical seams for improved water resistance, a double-reinforced 150d pack bottom, re-designed hip-belt pockets for improved utility, and extended hip-belt length for better wrap around support allowing improved weight transfer capability from the shoulders to the hips.

Also on our large 4400(70L) sized packs we are building the entire pack from our Cuben/150d Poly hybrid material and we have added an additional back panel frame-sheet allowing an increased carrying capacity of up to 60 lbs.

Remember when ordering a pack to get a measurement of your torso size to ensure the best fit and best performance from your pack.
Take a look at our size chart to make sure you measure right.

All of our gear is designed and tested in the ‘worst conditions’  to ensure it is the best it can be.  Our CEO Mike St. Pierre was recently out on an R&D mission to Mount Katahdin in Baxter State Park here in Maine. He and the crew he was with endured -30 degree weather to do some skiing and climbing to test new materials that we plan to launch a bit later this year!

Check out this picture from their trip – photo credit Max Neal

HMG in Action

HMG in Action

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HMG – Evolution

Evolution! - We love this illustration by HMG Ambassador Steve Graepel!

Evolution! – We love this illustration by HMG Ambassador Steve Graepel!

Neon, Thru-Hiking the Appalachian Trail – Segment 7, The Four State Challenge!

Every year Appalachian Trail thru hikers, gear heads and dreamers flock to Damascus, Virginia for the annual “Trail Days” festival.  This year, Trail Days was held from May 17-19 and attracted thousands of outdoor enthusiasts from all over the globe. Hyperlite Mountain Gear attends Trail Days every year to meet fellow enthusiasts and show off some of its innovative ultralight gear and accessories. One of the people HMG met at this year’s festival was a thru-hiker named Brenna (trail name “Neon”).  Unfortunately, Brenna had all of her gear stolen from her tent while she was exploring the festival.  When HMG founder Mike St. Pierre heard what had happened to Neon, he decided to hook her up with a free HMG Windrider 2400 pack as well as a some other free HMG products. Mike also spread her story among other equipment vendors at the festival.  By the end of the day, Neon had an entirely brand new setup of equipment free of charge.With the ultralight and rain-proof HMG Windrider 2400 HMG trimmed Neon’s pack weight significantly which should make the next 1,700 miles to Maine even more fun. As a way of saying “Thank You” to Mike and the rest of the HMG team, Neon has been keeping us all up to date with periodic posts and pictures from the AT. We hope that you’ll check in regularly to follow Neon along the trail!  Here’s Neon’s seventh post from the trail . . .

The Four State Challenge

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It was tough getting back on the trail after taking four days off. My body had realized it was time to relax and allow the aches and pains to come to the surface: my feet were swollen and I hobbled up and down the stairs because I couldn’t bend my knees. It was even tougher getting back on because the first day we did 44 miles.

When I first heard about the four state challenge, I thought it was something that everyone did; one of those rites of passage on the trail. I decided then, at the very beginning of the trail, when an 18 mile day was a bit of a push, that one day I would walk 43.1 miles. Once the end of Virginia came into sight, I realized the magnitude of what I had committed myself to: I had yet to even do a 30 mile day. Thanks to peer pressure and my own mental obstinacy, there was no turning back.

Buckeye, Atreyu, Promise, ET, Turbo, and I were dropped off at a road crossing 0.8 miles past the VA/WV border at about 5 AM and we doubled back in order to truly hit four states in one day.

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After walking for months on end, I was surprised to find how quickly I had forgotten how to do it in my time off. I was moving one foot in front of the other as usual, but everything felt strange. Is this how I usually hike? Is this the speed I usually go? What do I do with my arms? My steps felt wobbly and unsure- my body had literally forgotten how to walk. By the 10 mile mark I was back in the groove and by noon we had completed almost 20 miles. We took plenty of breaks and no one who saw us would have thought we were doing any sort of challenge.


Until we hit about the 30 mile mark. My legs were stiffening and I felt completely sapped of all energy. I had also lost track of where we were and kept expecting the next shelter to be just around the corner. That’s the kiss of death on a long hike- expecting to be farther than you are. By this time anyone who saw us could see in our faces that we were no longer having a good time. A few other hikers, one of whom I knew, the others I had just met, started cheering us on as we walked. We were leap-frogging with them and every time we passed by, they tried to pump us up by whooping and hollering. It felt good and it worked each time, at least for a little while.

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We finally made it to the shelter at the 34 mile mark. 10 miles to go. It was about 6 PM by this time and we were all in pain. I think each one of us was truly considering just stopping there for the night, but no one was willing to say it out loud. We had a feast of granola bars, cereal, pop tarts, bagels, peanut butter, Twizzlers pull n peel (I might have been the only one feasting on these), Fritos Honey BBQ Twists (best trail food ever by the way- high calorie and delicious. So what if it has zero nutritional value), and everything else in our food bags. Ibuprofen made the rounds.

Suddenly we were new people; walking three miles an hour, chatting, and having a great time. Suddenly we were talking about going past the 44 mile mark and making it an even 50. And just as suddenly we were back to misery. At the 40 mile mark I thought I was done. It was long past twilight and I didn’t know if I would make it to 44. I was still moving, but just barely. “This is making me hate hiking,” ET said. We slowed down to about one mile per hour and walked mostly in silence, each of us dwelling on our own pain. Chafing, cramps, tight muscles, and sore feet plagued us. The chafing was out of control. I was the only one spared the butt crack variety and to this day I am thankful for that. I silently cried the last two miles and alternately hoped that no one would see and everyone would see. I wanted to be comforted, to be held, and most of all I just wanted it to end.

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0.3 miles before the finish there was a pavilion and we decided to walk down to the state line and then come back up to stay in the pavilion, thereby avoiding setting up shelters for the night. We walked down to the railroad tracks and figured that was it, this was the line. We made it at 11:30 PM, about 18.5 hours after we had started. No state-line sign? Kind of disappointing but not so unusual.

We took a few pictures: I preferred the pictures where I could sit down and loved the pictures where I was just laying down in the tracks. I didn’t take any of my own because I no longer cared. We made our way back to the pavilion and I lay down and went to bed. “You’re not going to eat any dinner?” Buckeye asked me. No, I was not. I was extremely hungry, but even more tired.

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We slept late the next day. 10? 11? I can’t be sure. I was exhausted and walking was painful. I don’t even know why we ever left that beautiful pavilion with its beds (our sleeping bags) and its bathrooms (actual bathrooms!). Most of all, staying there would mean that we wouldn’t have to hike and that would have been glorious. For some reason we ended up leaving, hiked passed the train tracks where we had stopped and taken pictures, and then pass the sign marking the Mason-Dixon Line. Wait there was a sign? It turns out we had come up short by about 50 yards and hadn’t seen the sign because it was dark. Once again I no longer cared.

We only hiked 7.5 miles that day and then stopped at another pavilion for the night. We had gone far enough and ordered pizza; everyone except for Ramon and me eating a large on their own. Then they went to Walmart and each got a half gallon of ice cream for dessert. Atreyu got a 2 liter bottle of root beer and had the world’s largest root beer float. I took a nap.

The  AT
Fall 2013




Tasmania’s Overland Track with HMG Ambassador Forrest McCarthy

HMG’s Ambassadors are the testers, critics and storytellers of our products.  They put our gear through the paces in the worlds toughest playgrounds and give us critical feedback which helps us drive product development.  They also help us spread the good word about HMG’s backpacks, tents/shelters and accessories — while regularly making us jealous of  what they’re doing in the field.  This past winter HMG Ambassador Forrest McCarthy traveled to Tasmania with his wife Amy McCarthy to take on the Overland Track — one of Tasmania’s premier hiking routes.  Read on for the report . . .

Tasmanian Track Amy McCarthy

The Overland Track is Tasmania’s premier walk and attracts hikers from all over the world. The track winds its way through CradleMountain – Lake St Clair National Park traversing a vast wilderness of exposed alpine plateaus, tranquil lakes, and dense forests of beech, pine and gum. The entire track is within the 1.38 million hectare Tasmanian World Wilderness Heritage Area and home to unique wildlife including: kangaroo, wombat, wallaby, possum, quoll, Platypus, Echidna, tiger snakes, and Tasmanian Devils.

In early February of 2013 Amy and I were blessed with three days of fantastic weather and followed the track from Dove Lake to Lake St Clair, a distance of 65-kilomters. Stopping for the night at Lake Windermere and the Windy Ridge Hut we enjoyed side trips to the summit of Cradle Mountain and Tasmania’s high point — Mt Ossa.

Tasmanian Track Summit of Cradle MountainSummit of Cradle Mountain

Tasmanian Track High Alpine PlateauHigh Alpine Plateau

Tasmanian Track Camping at Lake WindermereCamping at Lake Windermere

Tasmanian Track Lake Windermere and Barn BluffLake Windermere and Barn Bluff

Tasmanian Track On Route to Pine Forest MoorOn Route to Pine Forest Moor

Tasmanian Track WallabyWallaby

Tasmanian Track Pelion HutPelion Hut

Tasmanian Track Snow SkinkSnow Skink

Tasmanian Track Summit of Mt OssaSummit of Mt Ossa

Tasmanian Track Mersey River ValleyMersey River Valley

Tasmanian Track Du Cane HutDu Cane Hut

Tasmanian Track The historic trappers hut was built in 1922The historic trappers hut was built in 1922

Tasmanian Track MapOur Tasmanian Overland Track (map care of Google)

Forrest McCarthy
Winter 2013





Putting up a new route in Alaska with HMG Ambassador Seth Timpano

HMG Ambassador Seth Timpano is a world class mountaineer and guide.  He has led him on climbing trips throughout the globe including: Antarctica, Chile, Argentina, Peru, Alaska, Canada, Spain, France, Italy, Thailand, Nepal and New Zealand.  We recently found out that Seth took a pretty bad fall into a crevasse, 55 feet, but luckily walked away with it with minor injuries and a mild concussion.  Seth told us the HMG pack he was wearing might have helped pad his fall — we’re not sure about that, but we psyched that Seth is fully recovered and planning some exciting new expeditions for this coming year.  Read on for Seth’s report on a new route he, Jared Vilhauer and Jens Holsten  put up this summer on Reality Peak, a 13,100 foot satellite peak of Alaska’s iconic Denali.  Awesome photos by Jared Vilhauer.

Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit.  Photo by Jared Vilhauer.

Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit. Photo by Jared Vilhauer.

In late May I left Seattle early in the morning and flew to Anchorage, Alaska. From there I hoped a shuttle van and was on ski-equipped plane by late afternoon. The flight into the Alaska Range was as memorable as the previous dozen, and my excitement for alpine climbing was high. Paul Rodderick with Talkeetna Air Taxi fly by the impressive Mount Hunter and Mount Huntington and spiraled down into the West Fork of the Ruth Glacier, one of the three large glaciers pouring from the south aspect of Denali. There I met my friends Jared Vilhauer and Jens Holsten. They had been skiing around for a few days scoping out different lines and route conditions and that evening we all agreed to attempt an unclimbed route on the east face of Reality Peak.
Seth Timpano climbing face of Reality Peak.  Photo by Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit.  Photo by Jared Vilhauer.

Seth Timpano climbing face of Reality Peak. Photo by Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit. Photo by Jared Vilhauer.

The next day we skied to the base of the route and started climbing. We climbed about 2000 feet of steep snow and easy ice before entering into the heart of the route, a narrow winding passage of steep granite and ice. We found 1500 feet of perfect steep alpine ice conditions. Once through this crux section we found more moderate snow and ice to the where our line joined the previously established Reality Ridge. We set up a bivy, ate, re-hydrated and slept. Poor weather kept us tent bound for nearly 24 hours but this also gave us a chance to rest before attempting to summit Peak 13,100 (Reality Peak). The ridge to the summit was typical Alaskan climbing; bigger, harder and scarier than expected.
The face of Reality Peak.  Photo by Seth Timpano climbing face of Reality Peak.  Photo by Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit.  Photo by Jared Vilhauer.

The face of Reality Peak. Photo by Seth Timpano climbing face of Reality Peak. Photo by Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit. Photo by Jared Vilhauer.

Difficult snow and ice conditions put us on the top in about 8 hours from our high bivy. The three of us were all very excited to have succeeded on this difficult climb, but we also realized we had a lot of work ahead of us. We tediously down climbed the ridge back to our camp, tired and exhausted. Nevertheless, we all knew we had to keep heading down before the intense sun hit our route, which would create a dangerous situation with rock and ice fall. We rappelled through the night, chasing the sun with each 200 feet decent. 27 double rope rappels found us at the base of our route. A few hundred feet of easy down climbing and we were safely back at our skis. We skied, tired but satisfied, back to camp, 4 days after we had left. Later that afternoon we were on a plane flying out of the Alaska Range and back to civilization.
HMG packs are without a doubt the best alpine climbing pack on the market. Durable, light, waterproof and made with climbing in mind, I continue to be impressed by my Porter Pack w/ Ice Feature. I look forward to using HMG packs on my expeditions to Patagonia and India next year.
HMG Ambassador descending Reality Peak.  Photo by The face of Reality Peak.  Photo by Seth Timpano climbing face of Reality Peak.  Photo by Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit.  Photo by Jared Vilhauer.

HMG Ambassador descending Reality Peak. Photo by The face of Reality Peak. Photo by Seth Timpano climbing face of Reality Peak. Photo by Seth Timpano on Reality Peak Summit. Photo by Jared Vilhauer.


Seth Timpano
Fall 2013

Packrafting the Chetco River with HMG Ambassador Mike Curiak

HMG Ambassador Mike Curiak’s passion is mountain biking.  He’s hand built over 7,000 29″ wheels in the last decade.  In that time he’s ridden over 40,000 trail miles on wheels he’s built for himself — racing along the spine of the continent, bashing and banging through the red rock desert, plus everywhere and everything in between:  gravel, sand, and snow as well as miles and miles of twisty, turny, rooty, ledgy, carvy, hoppy and flowy singletrack.  When he’s on the trail or in the backcountry, HMG’s lightweight gear helps him cover ground faster and with greater efficiency.  Like many HMG gear users, Mike has expanded his backcountry adventures to include some of the other activities HMG loves — read on for Mike’s report on his recent packrafting trip on Oregon’s Chetco River . . .
About a year ago I was introduced to the wonders of multi-day whitewater packrafting. When I returned, glowing, from the above-linked trip, I spent lots of waking moments searching out other rivers for future trips.
 Thanks to this writeup, at the tip-top of that list was Oregon’s Chetco River.


Doom and I had planned to run it last spring, but the bottom fell out of the flows a few days before we were able to get there.
 I spent the next few months watching weather patterns and the gauge, hoping that the water would come up before the season was too far advanced to enjoy it.Jeny’s need to burn a heap of vacation time before October 1st also hastened the desire to head north stat. When I called Bearfoot Brad to arrange our vehicle shuttle he protested that there simply wasn’t any water. Unlike Brad I’d been methodically checking the forecasts, and within hours of our arrival in Oregon the fall rains began, taking our target from 60cfs to over 800.
Highlights of the trip are many.  Top of the list has to be the impossibly clear water, followed closely by the carved-through-bedrock gorges, both ensconced within the remotest feeling place I’ve yet experienced in the Lower 48.  Both of us are lifelong mountain bikers and agreed that we’ve never been able to get anywhere close to this ‘out there’ by bike.


Jeny and I completed our trip in 4 days. That was a bit ambitious for a first time down, and given a choice I’d add an extra day next time. The hike is easy and takes half a day rain or shine–I’d want the extra time to savor and photograph the gorges and canyons once floating.

On that note, steady rain our first three days severely curtailed use of my DSLR.  We got heaps of POV but with the always-low-light not much of it was usable.  And because I had hoped to shoot lots with the DSLR, I only brought one battery for the point and shoot so we had to use it sparingly.  All in all I’m very disappointed with the ‘coverage’ I came away with, and can’t wait for the opportunity to head back and right that wrong.  The upshot is that without a viewfinder in the way I really did enjoy the views, the scenery, the headspace created simply by being present in such a place with a good friend.

Jason Shappart’s writeup (see link above) included this:

“I am purposefully going to leave out a lot of the actual on-water details. We had very little information for our trip, and the lack of information coupled with the fact that none of the six of us had ever been in there before, made for a super fun and full-value adventure. I hope to provide a reader with enough information to help get a group to the river and give a little information on the general character and difficulty of the river in hopes that other folks too can have a similar adventure of the sort that is becoming all too scarce in the northwest multiday boating scene, where every rapid, camp, lines at low and high water, etc. make having a true adventure in the pioneering sense, a scarce commodity these days. Not that the classic other well known trips aren’t fun an enjoyable, but an upper Chetco River trip is a completely different animal, and should be enjoyed for its wild unknown character.”

I’d like to thank Jason (and those that came before) for their willingness to share *some* details, otherwise I’d likely never have heard about this gem of a river.  In that vein, I only wish to add a teeny bit of beta:

-Beaches suitable for camping are scarce–think hard about time of day and energy levels before passing one up!

-I felt that our flows of 750 falling to 350 were a bit low.  I’ll shoot for 1500 as max next time, hopefully staying above 1000 throughout.  There are several IV and IV+ rapids that simply weren’t runnable with the flows we had.

Scouting a IVish drop that simply didn’t go at this level:

Options here included a chunky rock slide to ankle breaker landing, or a quick flush into an unmakeable corner with undercut wall as backstop.  We walked it.

And on that note: Of the ~150 rapids on the run, we boat-scouted and eddy-hopped our way through ~140 of them.  We got out to scout the remaining ~10, and of these 8 simply didn’t have enough water to run.  The other 2 were above our skillset, but easily portaged.

All in all this was one of the most incredible trips I’ve yet had the pleasure to experience.

Mike Curiak

When Mike isn’t in the back country he’s building some of the best 29″ wheels available anywhere.  Learn more about Mike and his big wheels here:  http://lacemine29.com/