What Almost Wasn’t
There were supposed to be dams at Swallow Falls and Sang Run.
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There were supposed to be dams at Swallow Falls and Sang Run.
Kendall is the name most people remember. But it wasn’t the first name of the little town a few miles above Friendsville, nestled tightly between the river and its canyon walls.
Before May 31st, 1959, the Upper Yough was a line on a map, a guess in a guidebook. Three boaters changed that.
Dave and his brother Dan guided a host of boaters down the Upper Yough, turning it from seldom paddled stream into a river famous across the country.
John Sweet’s fame lies two hours south of the Youghiogheny, in the swirling waters of the Gauley River.
Bob Alexander got into boating through his parents, paddling fold boats on the Delaware and upstate New York.
Jack had a reputation for “adventure through misadventure” as he wandered his way down the un-run rivers of West Virginia.
Bill Heinzerling had a really bad day on the river.
As Tom disappeared around the corner, I doubt his group imagined what would happen next.
Up until Jack’s mishap at Wright’s hole, a swim on the Upper Yough was really bad news.