My younger brother Paul H. recently tamed a mighty beast near to Chattanooga that had awoken from its long winter slumber, Bear Creek. It's a very appropriate name for this creek as you'll see if you follow this link (you can see Paul right at 2:20). I'm really happy to see him out tackling rivers like this. It takes a hell of a lot of balls and no small measure of skill to make it out the other end without a fractured something or other.
Paul's ability passed me by when I took off to join the Peace Corps and was stationed in the pre-Saharan desert of southern Morocco. But I did at least hit the Tellico Ledges over the winter break to get in some 13 foot waterfall action.
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