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Went to Chatty to watch my oldest son, Zack, graduate from UTC. He called earlier in the week and asked me to bring the Blue Pig and take him and some of his buddies down the Ocoee. We left Memphrica at 4:30 a.m. and made it to the put-in about noon. Water seemed lower than usual. Almost NOBODY was on the river. Cheoah and natural flow would account for the lack of pod boaters, but I couldn't figure out why there weren't more outfitters running trips.
In spite of all the pissing and moaning people do about running the Ocoee and despite the fact that its dam controlled and roadside, I still enjoy running that river. I guess its the nostalgia or something. I ran it for the first time in 1979. I still enjoy it almost as much now as I did back then. |
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