My Memories of Bob
His cheeky wit. One week before I was meeting Bob and Theresa in California for a paddling road trip, I stepped off an uneven curb and heard a pop. Sprained ankle. Determined to go I made it to a clinic,…
Tropical hunt
Hunting Bison can have sunny days and cold, cold nights. Bob and I got used to putting our snow machines together under the same tarps. We could always count on starting an Arctic Cat Bearcat two stroke in the morning…
Ruminations on my buddy
One doesn't appreciate at the time, that a chance meeting would lead to a 45-year friendship, a friendship which would, in retrospect, define one's youth and be the stepping stone for a life of adventure. It's only with age that…
Bob, Oli and Dustin hiking down to the Kelsall river
Stories about Bob
Bob was a humble man with very little judgment for others. Adventurous, yes, but also very inclusive towards all types of people. His priority was simply to share his passion and love of rivers. I was always surprised by Bob’s…
The Sieve
My story with Bob is not unique. I am one of many individuals that were mentored by him in the world of whitewater kayaking, rafting, and most recently packrafting. What’s different is that I had the opportunity to work for…
Kayak Polo & Hot Dog
I can remember Bob paddling up beside my boat in Kayak Polo. He was smiling and had a glint in his eye and I thought to myself “Bob must be having a good day, he seems really happy”. What I…
Bob and Outdoor Education
“I am a strong believer in outdoor education as it prepares kids for any type of job involving the wilderness and, personal recreational enjoyment, in a place where the majority of the territory is wilderness. Outdoor-ed also gives the non-academic…
Bob Daffe Matches Wits with our Kidnappers
It had been at least 2 days we had been held hostage at this point, possibly 3, really not sure as the time bleeds when you are under heavy anxiety with fear of the threat of imminent harm from our…
Beating the Darkness
Once upon a time on Rose Lake, paddling with Bob on ancestors of recent packrafts, it was getting late. It was getting dark, windy, and a storm was coming. "How far you wanna go Bob?", I asked."You better take your…
Too much action on the Tat
Years after my first paddle on the Tat, Bob mentioned that there was too much action on the Tat that day! Do you believe it? It’s true. Read on. After countless days and months of practicing my rolls and my…
Klehini and Nadahini Memories of Bob
I’ll never forget my first and only time rafting the Klehini. Before making our way to the put-in, Bob had us all gather around and he said something like: “There is a chance you could die on this run. If…
The Tree House
I had a difficult time trying to write a story to share about Bob. I’m not sure if it is the lifetime of experiences I was able to share with him, both high and low… Or perhaps it was just…