The Jedi master Sean was indeed wrong!! At the moment feeling a little sheepish, being Welsh you'll have to excuse the pun! A rescue plan is in progress with Marcus and Thomas from Versam Canoe School. Meanwhile we reflect on taking on the Swiss Grand Canyon. We all sit down and make a plan, but first we need to rescue sean's kayak.
GOOD NEWS, 2 mile down river The Lowri Rose has been found by Marcus. Thomas gets out a two seater and single seater inflatable and off we set. Thomas jumps in with Rob and me and phil sets out in the single. with 20 years experience we're in safe hands, Ooohhh shit.... Over we go, Thomas,Rob and me are now floating down the river, right now this river is getting the better of us..Phil looks on in disbelief and amusement. Mounting back up we are reunited with the Lowri Rose.
We pick up the fastest boat of the three ( when your not in it ) and head back on the canyon train. Time to sort gear and get ready for round two. Marcus drops us off at the safe launch point near Chur and off we go with a half cocked smile. The river is running fast with white horses bobbing all over the place. We have three weir's to tackle which you would not dream of in the UK but we have been assured that they are small and can be run. Local knowledge is not always the winner. Wier one, ok, wier two, oh and the Yorkshire boofon is over. As Phil watched Rob disappear into the spin cicle, the pucker twitched. Sean watches side on waiting for his turn in the spin cicle but the river gods look after the welshman this time. With the lead man down its time to go into help mode.
Once again the 17 foot kayaks are beat and its time to portage the last 5 KM to Landquat. Pulling 200 + lb kayaks for 5 KM is not a Sunday walk in the park. Battered, bruised and sweating like a Mongolian donkey on heat its time to camp and get some shut eye.
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