What followed was a year of fun, laughter, and good boating this was all because of the presents of Mr S Davidson whether we were talking about code, bitches( and only Simon know what I am on about here) or boating the kid had it all. I can sit here and list a million ways to describe what kind of person Simon is but I’ll be here for the next week! The people that new Simon have had their life enriched somewhat and that’s something special each and every one will hold close to their hearts for ever. I want to say rest in peace but I don’t think this term is appropriate for you Simon because I know where ever you are you won’t be resting you will be that same bright bubbly kid that’s just full of energy. So what I will say is keep going hard where ever you maybe just like you did down here.
Noho runga a-matou hoa
We reached the put in at around 4.30 pm expecting a ‘leisurely’ two or three hour paddle back to Scone Hutt. Being the only person to have done the two day Perth, I knew most of the lines so the word was, “just read and run, there are two bigger rapids that you might want to look at.” As we paddle down I contemplate to myself, ‘shit a lot of stuff has changed in here.” I’m starting to get a few odd looks from the boys and clearly as courteously mentioned by Trent “This shits not f**King read and run.” CLICK! and whoops! It appears we had been kindly dropped a lot higher than the normal 2 day Perth run. This top section has only been done a handful of times and I have heard it had taken a generous six hours to Scone Hut. We did not have 6 hour to spear neither did the disappearing sun. Needless to say we got the skates on, and just like Tiger, we went for it.
Trent Granham classy as always
If you are flying in the morning this section would be a sick addition as there are copious amounts of long class five rapids that are all good to go. Arriving at the Hutt at around 8.30 pm to find five DOC workers in a six man hut wasn’t what we were hoping for. So under the stars it was. Day two is nothing but class right down to the confluence of the Whataroa. After an enthralling trip we were looking forward to cracking open an ale. Murphy then had the grim task of informing his severely dehydrated (beerdrated) crew that he had in fact given away his dozen to the American who had kindly lent him his spray deck.
I could almost guarantee that everyone who has been into the Arahura would have a picture tucked away somewhere of themselves running this wee gem. The huge rock on river right, that formed the drop, has fallen in and formed a funky wee curler thingy. There have also been other changes to another three or four rapids, most of which are for the better, like with dent falls. 
A five foot boof pushes towards the perfectly situated sieve on river left. You need to run this hard right with a big boof, upon landing avoid the rock and head back to the centre right then off the main falls.I’m unsure whether the changes to the river are from the recent earthquake, the winter floods, or a combination of the both. However, because of the changes, you may want to pop your head around the corner before bombing into anything.
In my return I haven’t been up to much as people would know in Cali I had an addiction to “ candy” ( pain killers) for my should that was playing up from the pasted rugby session. At the time I thought it was just muscle injury so when I got back I decided to go get it cheeked out. After getting X amounts on injections to pump my shoulder full of 
From this description the river seemed to have changed as all good rivers on the coast do, there were few trees but still lots of sieves and lots of gradient. I managed to run everything but one sieved out heap of crap rapid as some of the portages looked harder and the rapid as Andy and Trent shins found out. All and all the 
