You never know when and where changes will take place.
This year a large tree was blocking the entrance to the rapid below the old logging dam.
And as much as I wanted to go bush wacking for the views I kept my ego in check and stayed along the river bank close to camp.
I got off to a good start the next morning and the forecast for the day was very promising.
Looking back up stream.
I was about 250m above Agawa falls when the Murphy's law of photography came into play. An Osprey with a Pink Salmon in it's talons flew straight at me about 10 m over my head. Considering that that the portage trail is 100m above the falls I avoided temptation and did not reach for the camera barrel. The good news was that was evidence that the fish were still running!
The goal here was to take my time and not rush and take plenty of rest for my foot. There are two steep descents were I would put the gear back in the boat and using my old climbing rope to slowly lower it down (there are no rocks showing) But of course there is always new deadfall 😆
I was definitely missing the bush wacking to the many small falls that are in the Canyon, but that is just another reason to return next year.
This small falls is right below Agawa falls and what you can not see from the river is really quite interesting.
800 metres down stream there is a major change taking place. Even at this reasonable level, what was a 70 m wide main channel is completely dry.
I am always very cautious on this channel. Since 2005 there has only been once where it was a clean run.
The first time we ran this channel was 2005 and in this image this large White Pine was across the river.
What makes this log jam really dangerous this year is a combination of several things. The narrowness, the forest growth, the forest overhang, a slight turn to the left with a CII rapid and no eddies on either side of the river. This log jam is perfectly camouflaged .
Looking upstream from the log jam.
What you don't see is much scarier, There are 2 trees underneath of what you see here. The one on top is an old logging dam part with huge metal spikes sticking out. The one the logging dam piece is on is the same White Pine from the 2005 image. Also what you don't see is the bank on both sides the river at this level are about 1.5 m high with loose gravel sides. I was not overly excited having and extra bush carry even as short as it was.
Usually just below here the Eagles hang out looking for easy pickings, but I think my "effort" through the bush chased them away.
But there is always a great view after work.
I was now seeing dozens of Eagles, both juveniles and adults, but they where awfully skittish this year. One of my dream shots is getting a pic of an Eagle scooping a fish out of the river with one of the cliffs in the background.
At this point I decided that when I stopped for lunch and get a weather forecast for the next day. The reason being is if it was going to be nice I would be able to hide at one of the shallows and wait. If it is going to be dark and rainy, the Eagles will not hang around because they can not see the fish.
I stopped at the second last major rapid like I always do see what the plan would be.
I have had really good luck getting Eagle pics from this point down, so I knew there would be opportunities. And survey says "rain, clouds and winds"
So it was time to take advantage of the photo conditions.
Just after taking this shot, I got my chance.
I had just turned around and this adult flew low over top and landed in a tree just down stream of
me. Trouble was it was a shot right into the sun. So I just let the river float me down and hope the big bird would stay around. Trying to be stealthy is pretty tough, but the Eagle stayed and this is where the practice holding the big lens without the un-ipod or tripod paid off.
No fish but I did get to see a nice show of flight.
A little stop at Burnt Rock pool for some eye candy.
And a little further down the river a juvenile helped me out some more.
Since I was now coming out early I just floated the rest of the river really slowly so I could breathe in the Canyon.
I had hoped that I would be able to paddle to the Agawa Bay campground, but the big lake had other ideas. I paddled to the mouth of the river and turned around. It would mean another hike to wait for my wife to come back to the trailer.
So turned back by the lake paddling towards Hwy. 17.
As I got back to the bridge I was very lucky as my wife drove by! No walking this evening!
So another trip in the Canyon in the books, I managed to get in most of the things I wanted to do the most important one finding the Baker tent site in the upper part of the canyon, realizing that the Little Agawa Camp site was also a Baker tent site, or course more incredible photo conditions and did not manage to mess my ankle any more 😎
Add to that a "typical" Agawa Bay sunset and you have another perfect trip!
Till Next Year!