(e-mail received from Marna Powell)
Just received the following from Dave Steinhauser. Can anyone help? By the way, Dave's website is full of great photos and river info so check it out. trinityriverrafting.com

An unusual thing happened on the 13th, last Tuesday. I stopped with customers for a short snack break at the lower eddy below Sailor Bar Rapid on the Creek side. The currents, out of view, worked the raft loose which floated downstream with 4 paddles, 5 helmets, and a mesh bag of water. The raft was not visable from shore when its absence was noticed. I swam across the river, and ran down the road, but never saw the raft. Fishermen, and CCK kayak school were on the water below Big Flat and never saw it. Other rafts coming down didn't see it. I hunted quite thoroughly, and never found it. At this point I suspect that someone saw the raft floating down the river, jumped in after it, and realizing that it was so tiny (10'), put it in their van or truck and drove away.
Description: The raft is a new self-bailing 10' Sotar, tan colored with "Trinity" prominently printed by the factory in Green on each side, and our raft logo on front right and back left. Sotar says that these cannot be rubbed off but would have to be painted or taped over. Serial # is WWQ06904J003. There is a lot of rocker.
We are offering a $200 reward for its return, no questions, and would appreciate anyone keeping their eyes out.
Thanks
. Dave Steinhauser
Trinity River Rafting
splash@trinityriverrafting.com
800 30 RIVER (3074837)

(Note: this is a report George wrote several years ago about the Trinity. He has another Trinity trip coming up. Check the Activities Page.)

Hi All,
A few notes on my Trinity trip. Drove as far as Eureka Saturday night and got a good rest and headed into the mountains Sunday A.M. Drove for two hours as the scenery became more and more dramatic and beautiful, despite the obvious clearcutting of the once towering redwoods in bold scars across the face of the steepening range.

I arrived at my campground and was greeted by name, as the gal remembered me from last year. I found to my delight that I was to be the only resident for a few days. As I finished setting up my tent next to the river, the sky turned gray and the wind came up, bringing in the most delightful hailstorm! I had set up my hammock under two trees and settled into it and enjoyed the show until dark, then to bed on my thick foam pad in my truck, letting the rain soothe me to sleep.

Monday: I drove to Weaverville for gas and a look around at junk stores. From there I saw that the storm had dusted the top of Mt. Lassen with an unseasonal mantle of snow, the perfect topping on this wilderness cake! On the way back to camp, I was seduced by a few ideal fishin' holes and stopped to give the Rainbow Trout a shot at me. Made it back to camp in time to finish a book before darkness closed the cover on the day.

Tuesday: Up early for breakfast at the cafe and a little chat with the locals, loggers and miners, mostly, and a few truckers who wrestle the mountain road from coast to valley and back. Tossed my bike in the truck and drove 10 miles downstream, left the truck and rode back to camp, strapped on my tape player, hopped in my kayak, cranked up Ian Anderson's "12 Dances with God" and slipped into some of the most entertaining and inspiring Class 2 water on earth!

As I closed in on my take out point, after about 4 hours, the wind rose up again, wild and strong. It began to blow me hard across the rapids and I soon began to appreciate that I had my paddle designed with a wind-cutting angle of 85 degrees. My truck came into view after the perfect "warm up" day. After meditation at camp, I began to boil up some ramen and dig out some fruit. The wind had not quit and the sky to the East began to turn charcoal, then to a deep purple-black! I watched as the sky flashed and rumbled from deep space while listening to Andean Pan flute and drum music by Sukay. THEN IT RAINED, poured, dumped, thundered and exploded in gracefully violent torrents, clog dancing on and swelling the already ample flow of the Trinity. Whew! Time for bed!

Wednesday: Sun streaming in my window! Warm enough to get out of bed, same plan as yesterday; drive, bike, paddle! This time I stopped for a couple of hours or more to try my hand at gold panning. I crawled up an old sluice box into a creek and dug and panned in the shade of a great aspen tree, one which must have shaded ten thousand gold bugs, 'cuz there was no gold left there for me! Time to paddle out, get dinner and play guitar for a few hours.

Thursday: Well, my solitude is over. Folks from all over begin to show up with every size, shape and color of paddle craft. I hooked up with a couple from Santa Cruz and we ran a day long Class 2.5 run that was a whole lot of technical fun. They invited me to have tacos with them and we had a good time getting acquainted. The paddling community is small enough that we seem to have mutual friends met on one river or another, or we will have those friends sooner or later. By Thursday night, the Sonoma County contingent was there in full force, some with new families, significant others or fresh divorces and, of course, new boats to try out.

The camp is full to overflowing now, 100 boats or so. Good to meet boaters on the river, then stroll the camp after a rest and stop to chat with new acquaintances and old friends, sharing stories of the day's runs and adventures to come.

Friday and Saturday: Busy shuttling and floating, teaching beginners and learning from experts, everyone sharpening their skills and getting to know the new twists that the winter floods have left in the river. Saturday, the camp owners threw a party for all with live music, dancing and barbecue. A lot of locals came out and danced with paddlers and their children. Lots of good chatter of local and global politics and economy. A good time was had by all!

Sunday: Last chance!! After packing up my camp and loading my truck, I and a group of about 11 boats headed for the favored "Pigeon Point" run, upstream of camp about 8 miles. This is one of the best runs on the river, a gorgeous series of about 5 or 6 Class 3 rapids that challenge experts and intermediates alike, (not for newbies, all who enter here must have webbed feet). I was in bliss; paddling with friendly pros is always a welcome opportunity. I will send pix of me in "hell hole", a rapid that intimidates most who see it. Pro photographers set up here to shoot boaters as they run this drop, process the film and have them to sell at the end of the day. Will take about 4 weeks to get in the mail, then I'll e-mail 'em if you like! GREAT RUN, GREAT DAY! About 3 P.M., our camp was in sight. I paddled out and loaded my boat and drove west, not before stopping to reserve that same campsite for same time next year!!

As I drove out of the mountains, I took the deepest of breaths and simply absorbed as much as I possibly could to take with me forever, and drove home with the most exhilarating high! This ain't just God's country; it's where she takes her friends on vacation!

George Zastrow

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