When I first 'cut my teeth' river rafting , my instructors talked about a collection of 'river gods'. They were not referring to the bold whitewater enthusiasts who were starting to push the boundaries of river rafting all over the planet while claiming first descents, though many thought of those daring adventurers as 'river gods'. It was their way of introducing the green river runners in our party to their version of the mythological pantheon of 'river gods' that they claimed were part and parcel of a free-flowing river. With white water rafting - when in doubt, scout! I will not bother you with the names of these gods, but I will divulge that they were 'tongue-in-cheek' monikers. Sort of inside jokes, in the Southwestern river community where I was taught to guide . But they stood for something else altogether - Respect. Respect for the immense, unknowable, ultimately untameable power of moving water. Respect lik
Time to sign up if you want to be a guide, or if you just want to feel comfortable on the river on your own. Only a few weeks away from our annual seven day guide training odyssey on the Deschutes River in north central Oregon and - as the senior instructor - I am beginning to feel the undertow of another river season. Orion's guide training course kicks off every whitewater season and is comprised of seasoned and salty veterans, women and men, wide-eyed whitewater neophytes, those who revel in the adversity and those who are challenging their ordinary state of being, whatever that may be. It is a time for ditching cellphones and the comfort of our creature habits. Sharing and laughing and looking one another in the eye. Being physically present because...you have to be to deal with the circumstances of being out amidst the elements. Setting up tarps in windstorms and cooking over fires. It will be a memorable trip. Even for those of us participating in it for the 40t