West Virginia’s Gauley River (or as we like to call it, our backyard) is a fickle beast.  All year, we wait, salivating, for Autumn, when the Gauley Starts to roar.

And it does.  For four days (Friday through Monday) every week until late October.  Rockin’, right?

Well, that leaves three days each week when the river is- yep- dry.  Not bone dry; there’s enough water for the fish.  But you can pretty much forget about Gauley rafting every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday during Gauley season.

How does it work?  The Army Corps of Engineers uses a little device called the Summersville Dam to cut the water on and off like a faucet.  It’s actually kind of a good thing.  If it weren’t for the dam, we wouldn’t be rafting at all in the fall.

But still.  That leaves us with three whole days to fill.  So what do we do?

Go Rafting We’re lucky.  We have this whole other river called the New River where we are.  You may have heard of it.  Class V rapids?  Big Ol’ Bridge?  Yes, THAT one.  It’s still running.  So we get out on it whenever people want to go.  A good way to do it is to bookend your Gauley trip with a trip on the New.

Hit Up Some Other Activities We’ve got a lot of what I like to call, “Activities”.  Horseback riding?  Activity.  ATVs?  Activity.  Mountain Biking?  Climbing?  Activity.  Sitting around in the hot tub and watching movies in the cabin?  Around here, that’s an activity.

Chill Say you go down the Gauley on a Monday, and you want to stick around on Tuesday.  Here’s what you do:  Nuthin’.  Go for a walk.  Shop.  Eat at four or five or six different restaurants.  Lots and lots and lots of disc golf (our personal fav).  Do it up, but, you know, relax.

Travel Did you know that West Virginia is one of the coolest places in the world?  A good way to find out is to grab a map and go.  After all, you’ve got three days.  There are literally as many places to go as there are places to be, so don’t hesitate.  Just get rolling.

What would you do with three days off?

We’re right smack dab in the middle of Gauley Season, y’all.  All the out-of-towners have descended on West Virginia and the New River Gorge, the water is flowing, and we’ve been going big.

So, how, exactly, do you know that you’re on the Gauley?  Well, as someone who’s had an ongoing love affair with the river for twenty years (y’all know what I’m talkin’ ’bout), I’ve got a couple of ideas.

First, and maybe foremost, is the smell. No, not neoprene.   The Gauley has a pleasant, earthy smell all around it.  It’s sublte, but it’s there.  And it’s said that smell is the strongest sense.  When it’s Gauley season, that sweet river-y smell fills your nose (hopefully not w direct contact with the water).  The air is crisp and fall-like.  Take a whiff, and you know what time it is.

Then there are the sights. The leaves change during Gauley Season.  So there you are in the middle of the Appalachians in this truly majestic river gorge, and it’s all yellow and red and gold and everything.  Awesome.

Finally, the sounds of Gauley, like this one: “Forward, paddle forward, I SAID PADDLE FORWARD!  PADDLE, YOU MAGGOTS!”  There’s always the rumble of rapids, because there are so many of them.  And also there’s, y’know, lots of roller-coaster-type screaming going on.

But the best sound of Gauley Season is the blast of the horn each morning.  That’s the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers telling us that the water is coming out of the dam… get ready.

Gauley.  It’s finally here.  You can just tell.