Riverboard at your own risk. Riverboard on a board you make with these directions on double your own risk.
I first tried riverboarding in Eugene, Oregon while I was in law school. I convinced the local rafting company to let me rent one of the Carlson Riverboards they used for river rescue classes. I was hooked after my first 100 yards of whitewater. A few weeks later, I placed an order for a hardshell riverboard and used it on the Boulder River about half an hour from my hometown of Helena, Montana.
I became obsessed with the sport. I followed every post of Josh Galt's on the Facelevel.com website. Eventually, I had my own inflatable board design and started a company, Mean Monkey Sports, LLC. I switched to making solid boards after this ridiculous trip down the freezing Madison River with Josh Galt in the middle of a Montana winter.
My days of selling riverboards through Mean Monkey sports were interrupted by a combination of having kids and needing a job that would be able to support those kids. At one time, I posted instruction on Mean Monkey's website about how to make-your-own riverboards based on conversations I had with Josh Galt around 2010 and then my experience making them afterwards. Enough people have asked me for those instructions that I'm reposting them again. The field has changed dramatically in the past ten years, so all I can tell you is this is how we were making them then.
First, do not make your own riverboard. This is an amazing time to be a riverboarder and there are some great boards to buy from some great companies that are really advancing the sport forward. Here are a few of them:
* Earth Veins
* Anvil by Fluid Kayaks
* Kern Riverboards
* Appalachian Riverboards
You might save money by building your own board, but more likely you'll need to make a few to get good at it, get good seals on your foam, etc. That will cost you more than if you just bought a board in the first place. You should only do this if you want a unique board and are willing to spend some money and make some mistakes in the building process.
Here are the instructions, if you refuse to listen to me and decide to build your own board anyway. Please just make really sure to test the board's strength first, then move slowly up to more difficult rivers after you've proven your board won't fall apart. You really don't want to fight out that your Neoprene Cement didn't seal well in the middle of a Class IV river!
Hydrospeed-style Riverboard Fabrication Directions
* Foam - these directions use 3" thick closed-cell foam. I used L200 Minicel(R) foam from Sweet Composites. I believe it came in planks that were 120" x 27".
* Cutting tools - Sweet Composites has great directions on what tools to use to cut and shape this foam.
* 3/4" PVC plastic pipe for the handles
* Neoprene Glue
* Not necessary, but nice - Neoprene for providing traction below the handle area.
* Not necessary, but nice - Bike handles for putting on the outside of the PVC pipe
* Shoulder width - your elbows should be comfortably under you about shoulder width apart in the riding position
Elbow to hand grip - the area between thumb and forefinger to the back of your elbow for determining handle placement
* Hips - width at your hips to determine the inner width of the board at that position
* Torso height - you want to be able to just see over the tip of the board with it up against your hips. Most male adults will make boards in the 42-48" length range. Personally, I like a smaller board and made mine at 42."
Here are some possible measurements you can use as examples for the different layers.
1. Cut the foam plank into thirds, so that you have 3 sections of 40x27. Those three triangles are going to be the top, middle and bottom of the riverboard.
2. Make the outer board design, considering the position of the handles and how you will lay on the board. We always made the outer cuts first based upon the position of the handle. We generally had our handles positioned about 9 inches from the front of the board. We had 12 inches between the two handles and about 6 inches from the handles to the outside edges of the board.
2. Cut out the arm holes and body area from the "top" plank.
3. Cut out the hollow arm area and hand area from the "middle" plank
4 No cuts on the bottom one.
5. Drill holes for the handles, which I have used 3/4" plumbing tubing for. You can drill with a smaller bit though, so that it stays tight. If you have a bike grip, place it on the PVC now.
6. The cut out pieces from the arm holes fit really nicely up on top (layer 4, really) on the back sides, and can then be shaped into the back piece on each side. The piece cut out of layer 2 can be cut and used as layer 4 for the nose.
- If you decide to use Neoprene on the base of your handle area, you will have to put it in during this step before
you glue the layers together.
7. Glue them all together using Neoprene Glue which is a specially formulated Contact Cement. You can use the inner armhole cutout pieces for the extra hip layer, and the hand/arms piece for the nose extra layer.
8. Once it's all glued together, make the outer "pod" shape cut so you have the rounded outer.
9. Sand it until the outer layer is smooth. You should also shape then sand a curved rocker on the bottom (sight curves upward on the front and the back of the board)
10. Painting, covering, etc. - I tried for years to find the perfect cover to protect this foam. I eventually gave up and left my board uncovered. My foam board has held up for years with the exception of a few cuts from going over sharp rocks in shallow creeks.
Different Style - I wish I could say I had pictures of us making boards in exactly this style, but we decided to make our boards out of two layers of four-inch planks. It saved money on foam while also having a sleeker board design. I won't give you the full directions, but hopefully you can guess them from looking at the following pictures of that board.
Please mention in the comments if you found these instructions helpful or if you tried different variations of design, suppliers, foam, glue, etc. It's a great sport and there's always going to be people that want to do it their own way!
Note: I attended a bridge dedication ceremony this week for my friend Michael MacKinnon. It's hard to imagine it's been almost fifteen years since his death. I wrote this memorial after his death. I thought it would be good to put it up on the internet for anyone looking for an extra memory or two of him.
October 30, 2005
America lost a hero last week when Michael MacKinnon died. I have to admit that I didn’t peg Mike for a hero when I first met him. I was five. He was seven. What I first noticed about Mike was that he wore a train conductor’s hat every second that he wasn’t in the pool and he was always up to some sort of trouble, even in the pool. Many times that trouble involved teasing his older sisters, but no one had a free pass from his quick tongue and goofy pranks. He aged out of the conductor’s hat, but never grew out of his habit of pulling out wry remarks during even the most inappropriate of occasions.
The first time that I noticed the greatness in Mike was when we were captains on the Capital High swim team in high school. He was a senior and I was a sophomore. We manned the helm of what even the proudest parent had to refer to as a “rebuilding” year for Bruin swimming. I was terrified. There was no doubt that we were going to be horrible and I couldn’t imagine trying to lead people through that kind of a season. Mike said not to worry. Just relax and work hard. Things will fall into place. He was right, they did.
His calm determination in the face of that adversity led me to look at my friend in a different light. Time after time, Mike put himself up against some of the world’s greatest challenges and accomplished them through quiet determination. He pushed himself into West Point. I remember talking him during Christmas break of his plebe (freshman) year. He hated it. The stress was overwhelming. After that talk, I wasn’t sure that Mike would go back. But he got on the plane and went on to accomplish the mission – like always.
Mike continued to find more ways to challenge himself. He chose Infantry, the hardest branch in the Army, as a career path. Foregoing a cushy desk job for the long marches, little sleep, and bad food. Then he chose to join the prestigious 82nd Airborne Division, a proud group of hard-fighting soldiers that could break even the best leaders. They didn’t break Mike. He chose to continue serving beyond the five-year commitment. Mike invaded Iraq as a member of the Third Infantry Division. Proudly leading soldiers into battle as the American forces took down one of the world’s evilest regimes.
Mike went for his second tour in Iraq. The military gave him the horrible task of turning around a struggling infantry company while fighting against a powerful and brutal insurgency. Someone had to take care of those soldiers to ensure that as many of them got home as possible. Mike accepted the challenge – like always. While I grieve for him I know in my heart that many of the infantrymen in that Company will walk off the planes and into their families arms solely because God blessed them with Captain Michael MacKinnon as a company commander.
Americans are beginning to ask their civilian leadership tough questions about why they sent out troops over to Iraq. This is a democracy and the citizens deserve intelligent and reasonable answers to those questions. Yet, the politicians’ answers cannot reflect on the barebones reality of my friend’s mission. Mike and his soldiers fought against extremely bad men intent on continuing their oppression of the Iraqi people. Geostrategic questions do not affect that reality. Mike gave his life protecting the weak from the strong. There can be no greater honor.
Mike left behind a wife, two kids, an amazing family, and a wide group of friends. Within hours, the news of his death sent a powerful wave of grief that extended to both coasts. There are so many lessons to be learned from the life of this great man. To me, the most important one has to be that this town and this nation must create more men like Michael MacKinnon, brave men with good hearts and a dedication to selfless service. We can’t survive without them.
It's been a few years since I've worked on my "Looking for Answers Through Dirty Glasses" blog and book. Life is moving too quickly to pick it up again, but I realized this fall that I needed to do some additional weekly project to maintain my writer's eye. I also missed the daily exercise of trying to capture some meaning from life in Montana to share with others.
I came across Instagram Poetry soon after that and thought it was worth playing with. I'm not sure how the poetry is going, but I'm having a lot of fun. My goal is to publish one per week for the next year and then look into a more in-depth writing project.
Have a great New Year!
Dedicated to John Scott Hannon
There are 1.67 septillion (10^21) H20 molecules in a single drop of water.
The headwaters of Ten Mile Creek burst from the snow-gorged soil between Red and Lee Mountains. Born with a kinetic momentum, individual character and pack purpose. The water molecules careen off the steep slopes like a cougar lunging towards a young fawn. Past melting snow, beds of fallen pine needles and early spring wildflowers.
Each water molecule’s hydrogen atoms bond with surrounding water molecules. The bonds are strong, but constantly shifting, breaking and reforming as the water plunges, moves and dances over the rocks, fallen logs and through the evergreen forest. Water molecules pile on top of each other in rippling shimmering sheets of translucence and frothy white beneath the blue sky above.
Each of these individual water molecules could not move on its own. Singly, they have little capacity for trajectory and direction. Their path stops at the first obstacle, be it as small as a blade of grass or grain of sand; but together they bounce, slide and ripple across everything in their path . Pulling, pushing, supporting, dunking and diving with each other across a continent.
The writhing waves of water churn through the alpine hamlet of Rimini and settle into the Prickly Pear Valley below. Running by subdivisions and below streets. Rustled and stirred by brook trout, frogs, and water bugs. Meeting the Missouri and beginning the path to the Mississippi, the Gulf of Mexico, and the Atlantic Ocean where they will rise and begin the process again.
None of these molecules knows where they're going, none knows where there been, but they will get there together - because of the each other.
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I went to Washington DC a month ago and walked through areas with homeless camps. We have homeless in Helena, but the scope of it in DC was well beyond anything that I was used to.
I couldn't help but think about various articles (See e.g. 1, 2, 3, 4) I've read about how the poor quality of sleep of people who are homeless exacerbates their mental health issues which then makes it harder for them to stabilize and regain a home environment. The same problem faces refugees who cannot get the full benefit of sleeping in a safe, secure area and therefore are a higher risk of developing post traumatic stress injuries due lack of sleep.
This design was inspired by the short-term sleeping pods described in William Gibson's book Neuromancer. Thanks to Chemeng on Fiverr for drawing it up for me.
Thanks to Senator Jon Tester and the Senate Veterans Committee for inviting me to testify on Veterans Suicide Prevention.
The video of the testimony and the written testimony are available at this link.