Homage to Lava Falls At mile one hundred
seventy nine
Lava Falls awaited us while we dined
Having run Lava upright before
I saw no reason to bow in honor
This time around I would not quiver
By the height of the waves nor the roar of river
I knew as we scouted the best route through
That after all the hoopla, we would make it too
Let the dorymen spread their tales of horror
I'll remain calm, cool, and skip that furor
The first dory emerged into the sunlight
Another great run and remaining upright
It was now our turn to conquer the master
Wet we might get, but there'll be no disaster
As we hit the "V" wave, it jerked us around
Pulled at the bow and battered us down
At that moment, I began to realize
Perhaps we might, just capsize
No time to panic, no time to react
Into to Lava Falls we went and that was a fact
Time stood still as I tossed about
Thank God for the eddy, Lava spit me out
My ego in shatters, my composure all wet
Next time I'll pay proper homage, you bet!
W. C. Bottin