Over the years I'd forgotten just how beautiful the canyon was, or
perhaps as a new paddler, was too scared to notice. Joseph Hatcher.
We only walked one rapid last time, and hoped it would look better
thirteen years later. The rapid did, but the wood situation was
catastrophic for the rapid.
Tom Janney eddies out above some typical Mill Creek action.
Tight, technical lines are the norm. Dave Farkas moves across the river.
Our campsite was a bit brushy yet beautiful.
At the end, character changes dramatically as Mill Creek cuts through the base of Black Rock.
The final hole looked like nothing from the scout, yet gave us a little
surprise as it was more powerful than anticipated, giving several tail
We continued down through Lower Mill
Creek, camping for another night before finishing by Highway 99 for a
total of fifty miles of glorious scenery and wilderness paddling. It's
an incredible journey from the forest to the valley floor. We had three
log portages on Upper Mill, none were hard. We ducked or went around
five or six other logs. While the whitewater isn't classic, we all
agreed it is good and the adventure is worth doing. Flows can be a
tricky thing for Upper Mill, more water gets pushy quickly, especially
with the log jams. On the other hand we hit more rocks than we liked.
Our flow was 450-600 depending on the day. 700-800 would probably have
been ideal, yet it's a tough call as where the water comes from will
vary depending on the time of year. For us, a lot was coming in down
low, while later in the year it will all be coming from up top.