Mission: EVIL laugh, Tight Panties and Surfing with Kelsey.

August 19, 2008

So after a week of Creeking around Whistler area I jump in the Car and head for Alberta. Team Alberta Kayak Headed up by Saskia of Paddle Performance invited me up to take care of Freestyle Clinics for the Team. So dates in hand I blast off. I get to revelstoke, and as I am ripping though town on my way to Alberta I pass. Kelsey Thompsons JOE-LOPPY. A 1986 Celebrity, It looked like someone had pee’d on it. Dust, weird splashes all over the hood. But sure enough it was Kelsey and Scott. I left a calling Card and carried on. They were on the take out for some run that dumped out past the road. I got to the top of Glacier National Park and my wife calls me from Vancouver. Billy, your not supposed to leave until wed. I am at the top of a mountain pass 2 days early mostly because I am a BOOB. Carly says, there is a bright side. Calming my self-abuse. Are you not close to Revelstoke? Cause The boys are there creeking. So as life goes I make some lemonade and rip back down the mountain.

Creeking here is AMAZING. There is stuff dumping into the Columbia Gorge everywhere. We Ran some thing called the Sorcerers a mint little run that was full of great tight technical little spots. We all eddied out at the top of a blind drop, no way of scouting but were told that it was good to go. Behind door number one was a rock wall feeding the person back into a monster hole all walled out. Behind door number 2 was a sweet 10 footer. Harris decides to take the rains. A long time ago, I was told by OLE GRAU to after a horrible swim. "Next time go for the tongue never go for the hole." I was all-keen on the right line then he popped into my head and the ass whompin I took from the past filled my head so I opted for door #2. All this was put there buy Scott. Our signal is, with whistle combinations but Scott heard me yelling "I HATE YOU OLE" as I was being romped in a walled out hole. Ole was right, but this was not the application he had in mind. Scott’s laughter echoed off the walls of the canyon as he came over the drop. Thanks for leading that one Harris.
The Second run was a little more committing than the first. Don’t know what it was called just that there were more gorges; more walls and more mandatory stuff than my tight little panties were keen on. I tried to stay cool but running a slot I find Kelsey at the bottom surfing the hole and went under. Scott Once again cheering in delight as the 2 of us are surfing together in less a than Jovial manner. I even asked, "If I follow tight am I gonna land on you". 8 seconds later, I go under him .

Met an amazing paddler named Mikkel, seen in the photos with the Green helmet. Smooth as silk, balls as big as small dogs and a unique ability to fly under the radar when the 3 of us are being mean and abusive to one another. He Paddles a RED ROCKER, and was just killing it….

All in all It’s been a while, Hard as heck to get shots of myself, Since they charge and Don’t like the whole Stop for the Camera man idea…

Team JK
BILLY HARRIS "ON A MISSION"