Tales of a dirty female river guide
How to keep spirits high when you’re getting beat-down I was 5 days into hiking the Wonderland trail, a 93 mile loop that circumnavigates Mt. Rainier. My friend Alia and I planned to complete the trail in 9 days, so we were just over half-way done and stoked about the prospects of actually finishing the… Continue reading Surviving the Sufferfest
I first entered the whitewater industry the summer after my freshman year of college as an unassuming, 120-pound, 19-year old woman. As you can imagine, this is not the typical demographic for river guides -- an occupation that is dominated by big, burly, self-assured men. Right off the bat, I was intimidated by this macho-charged… Continue reading Overworked and Undervalued: the survival story of a female raft guide in a macho industry
Looking down at Snow Hole rapid my heart is racing. I have pulled over above one of the class IV rapids on the Lower Salmon River with three coworkers and a group of 15 guests. Standing on the rocky shore, we scout our line down the rapid. 15 people, I think. That’s 15 people to… Continue reading The Worry Warrior: inside the mind of an anxious raft guide
