Guide Talk: The Anatomy of a Flip

Aug 4, 2014

Sometimes boats flip, and if they do, you’ll never forget the ride…

The wave began to break as we rode up towards the crest. The pulsing and crashing was not in our favor. I yelled “high side,” in an attempt to encourage us all to gain the leverage that might stabilize the boat. Though we heartily climbed, there was no stopping the wave.  The river had us flagged that day, and we were going over. The boat’s bow rose and I looked up at it—chocolate water and blue sky mixing as I felt the river pull me from behind. Then, I was in the dark.

A longtime river guide shares what it feels like to flip a boat. Photo: Lava Falls, Grand Canyon by Jeffe Aronson

The rapid’s roar was muted from the inside. Churning, powerful water swept me from my fierce grip on the boat’s oars. There is a curious peace inside the loudness of a rapid. I swam underwater jumping jacks, trying for the sky, but knew it was mostly waiting; mostly pause without breath, eyes open with nothing but bubbles in my eyes, ears, nose, the soft place between my toes, and in my dancing long braid.

My tight-fitting PFD yearned (as I did) for the river’s surface, and after a time spent tumbling through light and dark, up we went. I reached the air and took a deep, grateful breath. The sounds of the world returned—the shouts of friends coming to our rescue. I took a moment to gauge my place in the water. I was in the tail-waves of the rapid, through the bulk of it, but not yet to the calm. Conscious timing as I breathed in the troughs and held at the crests helped ease my heart’s rapid thumping as I rode the few remaining, and mercifully softer waves.

My boat’s two guests had been joking and holding tight mere seconds before the flip. They were swiftly and safely picked up by the boat in front of mine. They had been through something intense, and had come out unscathed.

Each night by the campfire they retold the story. They felt they’d survived a truly great and unexpected adventure.

As I recall visiting that place permeated by bubbles and waiting, I’m reminded of how I’d always been told there were two kinds of river guides: Those who will flip, and those who will flip again.  While I don’t hope to be there again, I’m grateful for having visited that fleeting seam of water and earth, heart and sky.  Once to the surface, I knew I was alive – and it was good.

 

Photo: Jeffe Aronson

 

Codye Reynolds
Codye is a river guide of 13 years and freelance writer. She revels in starry skies, wild rivers, water ouzel watching, and working in canyon country. She hails from Durango, Colorado, rows Idaho rivers in the summer, and spends the winter months in Madison, Wisconsin. Yes, her old car has a lot of miles on its speedometer.
  • Scott

    As with many things, not as bad as the thinking about them is :)

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  • Matt Colver

    Body surfing in the ocean may be a good way to train for an inadvertent swim in a river. When you wipe out and a big wave crashes over you, you know you’ll surface eventually. However be ready to take another quick, big gulp of air because most likely another wave will break over you as soon as you surface. However you’re eventually washed ashore. Then you go back out and do it again!!

  • Margaret Prentice

    Codye – I was with you on the Snake River 3 years ago – a delicious wine trip. So now I’ve experienced a flip in the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon. Your description nails it!

  • nobsnob

    I think rafts flipping are a part of what separates a good rafting trip from a awesome rafting trip, it is something they will always remember, and they definitely come back for that experience, either for the destruction or for the redemption.
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