Archive for December, 2009

Ojos de Caburga

Saturday, December 5th, 2009

Yesterday, after a half day of school, the group packed up and drove out to Ojos de Caburga. The run is a short stretch of continuos waterfalls. Tino, Stephen and Eric hiked up to the top and ran down to the last drop where everyone else put in. The last drop is a 5ft slide into about a 25ft waterfall. Everyone ran the drop at least twice, and everyone did great. The landing is into white foam, one of the most comfortable ways to land off of a waterfall. I ran the drop five times yesterday, they all went well and I can’t wait until the next time we go to the drop.

Alex

Pucon

Saturday, December 5th, 2009

Pucon has been one of my favorite places so far.  It is a big city kind of like a ski town.  It sits at the bottom of a towering volcano named Villarrica.  My second day in town I was walking down the street with Tino and this siren started going off like you would here in an old WWII movie during a bomb raid.  Tino looks at me with this scared look and said a dang that’s the volcano and started running.  I kind of was thinking while he was trotting along if there was even a point of running.  He then stopped and laughed at me and said he was kidding.  It was the alarm for 12 o’clock, got me Tino.

The rivers have been awesome!  It is awesome paddling in South America because it has so many different rivers to chose from.  School has been going very well too.  Spanish class is probably my favorite class, Tino being the teacher.  Going out and having scavenger hunts and talking with the locals and immersing yourself in the language has been extremely helpful to me.

We are staying at Dave’s base that lies right outside of Pucon.  He has built this massive outdoor Quincho.  It has a massive fireplace and is truly a work of art.  I love hanging out in there and building massive fires and talking with people.  That is about it from here.  See everyone in about 2 weeks!

Thank you David Hughes

Wednesday, December 2nd, 2009

(C) Taylor Cote

David Hughes has been involved at internationally traveling, kayaking high schools for 13 years, first as a teacher and coach at The Academy at Adventure Quest, and then as the founder, director, coach and teacher for The New River Academy.  What does that mean? When mere mortals come home after a long, long trip in a foreign land, we  get to unpack and put our feet up for a while, indulging in the safety and comfort of home after so long away. While we are doing this, David Hughes is still in Chile, wrapping up the final logistics, putting things away, cleaning up, returning the gear we’ve borrowed. As soon as he gets home, he is immediately piecing together another trip. He is at home in West Virginia, at his lovely home with Fern the cat, for a few months at at time before he’s off again. To sustain this for 13 years, David must tap into reservoirs of strength, determination and energy that I cannot begin to fathom.

What does it mean to be the director of a program? We all work hard here, students and staff alike. But to be the director means that when the rest of the staff are taking a much-deserved break and watching Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (like we did yesterday) David is standing out in the rain, directing the driveway gravelers with one hand and meeting with a furniture maker at the same time (like he did yesterday). When we are recovering after a 16 hour drive home from Ottawa to West Virginia, he is waking up at dawn and driving 10 of our creek boats to South Carolina so we will be able to save some money on shipping.

I do not know how he does what he does. The flurry of activity that we see on the surface is only the tip of the iceburg. He is working while we sleep in on Saturdays, he is working when we crash early on a Thursday night. While we’re all indulging in facebook and gmail, he’s working out payroll and hammering out 1,000 emails to our next Chilean contact. I cannot begin to mention even a fraction of what he does, because I’m not even aware of all that he does!

Yesterday night, we realized there had been a miscommunication with our cook. It was 7:30, we were hungry, and she was no where to be seen! I snapped to attention, grabbed the girls and drove us into town. We navigated through the supermarket with our fragmented spanish, then ran home and furiously cooked up a pretty decent. The french fries didn’t work out too well, but overall our ‘scrambled egg french fry suprise’ was well received. We thought up, shopped for, cooked up, serve, ate and cleaned up meal for 14 in the time it would previously take me to cook up a bowl of spaghetti for myself . I was so proud of myself! And then it dawned on me, like a baseball to the side of the head: this is what David does every minute of every day. He navigates 14 of us through a foreign country, aranges the meals, the shopping, the vehicles, the shuttles, the rivers, the put-ins, the shelter, the currency, the budget, leads the meetings…of course, we’re all there to help him, but because he is in Charge, the details eventually filter up to David for his final decision. And somehow he finds the time to read every blog post the students put up, and compliment the little things he loves so much (like Matti Hill mentioning how he ‘pulled himself up by the booty straps.’ Love it!)

About a week ago, the whole crew was sitting around the fire at our lodge in Achibueno. There was rain outside and steam on the windows. The students were playing Uno, Tino and Andy and I were singing, and Matt Smink was reading The Monkey Wrench Gang, having snatched a copy from my American Literature students. David was quietly sitting back. He had been quiet for a long time when I asked him if anything was wrong.

“Wrong? No.” He said, leaning forwards and extending his hands out towards the fire. “I’m just taking a moment to sit back and absorb what I’ve worked for. You know how that goes?”

If there is anything I can hope for David, it is that his life from here on out is full of moments like this one. That he takes the time to sit back and appreciate all the lives he has changed, all the beautiful and fantastic moments that have arisen from his efforts.

(C) Melina Coogan

In appreciation of the photography students

Wednesday, December 2nd, 2009

I am incredibly proud of my photography students: Zoe Ross, Taylor Cote and Matt Hill.  Being a photographer at New River Academy is no easy task. A camera and the necessary gear such as batteries, film cards, cables, lenses, tripods and cleaning supplies, are delicate, heavy, and expensive things. Caring for them, particularly under our circumstances of constant travel and camping, can be quite an arduous task.

With each adventure we take as a school, the photo students have an added task to contend with. They carry their boat over their shoulder, their paddle in one hand and their pelican box in the other.  While the rest of us contemplate our perfect line down the waterfall, the photo students are computing in their heads the equation of light + action+ and available vantage point for shooting. They climb cliffs, scramble down into river beds, fight through steep hillsides of bamboo and thorns, and drag themselves across zip lines to get the most innovative shot.
Being a photography teacher has given me a new appreciation for a photographer’s role in their photographs. This should seem obvious- who else but the photographer could be responsible for their own shot?  But before this semester, I never payed homage to the photographer at all. Looking at a photograph of David Hughes running a huge waterfall, I would think to myself, “David is doing something so awesome! And that waterfall is beautiful! I wish I did things like David did so I could have photos of me like that!” I gave the subject all the credit! And while it’s true, without the handsome boys and girls running big drops in pretty places, none of us would have the portfolio we do. But I never would think, “Wow, what composition this photographer achieved! The exposure is perfect, look how the water seems to be suspended mid air, it must have been difficult to use such a fast shutter speed in that limited light. And the area is so remote- amazing that photographer lugged her giant lens and delicate camera so far into the wilderness!”

Watching Zoe, Taylor and Matt constantly adjusting their focus, change out lenses, climb trees and give up their own oppertunity to run a drop in order to shoot someone else running it,  really makes me appreciate how far they go and how hard they work. Photography is one of those rare things that everyone benefits from. The photo students glow with pride when others admire their work, and the subjects of those photos glow with pride when they put them up on facebook and everyone at home raves about their latest big adventure.

Of course, then there is the hours spent in front of their screen touching up photos, uploading them to Flikr, giving slide shows and writing blog posts.  With internet that flickers in and out, this can be a long a tedious process. My students work for hours at a time perfecting and sharing their photos, and always with positive, energetic diligence.

Thank you Zoe, Taylor and Matt, I am so proud of the work you do!

A Journey Through Words-Part 1

Tuesday, December 1st, 2009

In Pichilemu, Melina read some of Pablo Neruda’s work. It made us both feel as though we were swimming in the deep blue of words. So as always, we became inspired. This creative writing assignment consists of writing  ”quotes” to correspond to a picture. The “quotes” were trying to bring out as much feeling and emotion as Neruda did. I hope you enjoy this set.

Innocence

“The blissfulness in the virgin child’s eyes are the gateways to the heavens themselves, they alone we need to cherish in the darkness” – Taylor Cote

Freedom

“As we flee from the notorious and accelerate our mind into the concealed, our embodiment ceases to imprison us down to the bondages of man” – Taylor Cote

Fearless

“Then the steam proceeded to rise up and envelop all that was holy and ethical leaving merely the valiant paladin to uncover the way to the revelation” -Taylor Cote

My Achibueno Photo Walk

Tuesday, December 1st, 2009

While most everyone else was paddling I decided to take a break from the river and go on a little photo walk. I enjoyed myself walking around exploring and enjoying the beautiful weather and scenery. I took photos of everything I found interesting until the battery died on my camera. Here are some of my favorite.

Achibueno! Gehzuntight!

Tuesday, December 1st, 2009

Although my actual river time on the Achibueno was limited (see past article about teacups and back pain), time spent taking photos definitely made up for it. Situated in a quaint little chalet type lodge, surrounded by snowcapped peaks, and access provided only by a Chilean 4×4 road (the road was not so much a road, but an adventure) our Achibueno base was by far the most rustic, as well as the most relaxing. We arrived late in the afternoon to a warm fire and dinner only an hour away. We have been eating like kings, so don’t worry mom and dad. I set up my hammock and did a little homework. As the sun was starting to wane the time arrived for some longer exposure shots. I captured an excellent photo of Andy writing our physics test by head-lamp. The next day after a half day of school we did the never ending run. What we thought was 9 kilometers turned into 900… minus like 885, the last half of which we were barely scraping over rocks. The upper section, though short was just as fun. There are more boofs per mile than any other river ever, there were more bpm’s than techno music. After two colder days off I pulled my self up by my bootie straps and ran the upper section. Though short it did provide tons of fun. With some more technical maneuvers, and some burlier holes the run turned into a super sweet game of follow the leader.

The time off the water did provide me with some great pictures. For our photo class our assignment was to do long exposure shots. The grand fire place provided a great source for lighting as well as the gathering of people. It was hard to get star trails this time around, but the clouds did move relatively fast so that helped to provide some cool night shots. The time spent at the Achibueno was great, no interwebs and limited electricity brought us closer together, but the smell from camping and wet gear may have driven us a little apart, however I am very grateful for dave for organizing such a wonderful string of destinations. High five Dave!
See you on the water!

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