You’ll paddle through Kikacéki Canyon on restored Klamath River currents, hear stories from your guide about dam removal and tribal history, share lunch riverside, and see firsthand how a landscape heals itself. Expect moments of adrenaline and quiet reflection—this trip sticks with you long after you dry off.
The tour covers the stretch from former Copco Reservoir to Iron Gate Reservoir on the Klamath River; exact distance varies with conditions.
Yes, lunch is provided as part of your day on the river.
The minimum age is 12 years old.
Yes, guides share stories about dam removal and local perspectives along the way.
Yes, transportation to and from the river is included.
No prior experience required, but moderate fitness is recommended.
All necessary rafting gear—including wetsuits, booties, and splash jackets—is provided.
This tour isn’t recommended for travelers with spinal injuries, poor cardiovascular health, or those who are pregnant.
Your day includes pickup and drop-off at the river access points, all needed rafting equipment like wetsuits and splash jackets (so you don’t have to worry about packing extra), a riverside lunch break mid-journey, plus a friendly guide who knows both whitewater safety and all those little stories behind each bend in Kikacéki Canyon.
We were already bouncing over the first set of rapids before I realized how different this place must have looked just a year ago. Our guide, Jamie, shouted something about “the old Copco Reservoir,” but honestly, I was too busy gripping my paddle and trying not to swallow river water. The air had that sharp, earthy smell you get when land’s been underwater for ages and then suddenly isn’t. There were tree stumps poking out along the banks—ghosts of what used to be a lake, Jamie said. It’s wild to think the Klamath River was trapped here for over a century and now it’s just… free again.
At one point we drifted into a quiet stretch and Jamie started telling us about the dam removal—how it wasn’t just an engineering thing but a whole saga for the tribes and towns along the river. She pointed out some rocks where salmon used to run before the dams went up. I tried to picture that—thousands of fish fighting upstream—and it made me weirdly emotional. Maybe it was just being surrounded by all that new green growth, or maybe it was her voice getting softer for a second. Anyway, there was this feeling like we were seeing something come back to life right in front of us.
Lunch happened on some gravel bar with sun-warmed stones (my sandwich got a bit sandy but whatever). Someone asked if this was what the river always looked like—Jamie laughed and said nobody alive really remembers. I liked that honesty. The whitewater after lunch was punchier than I expected; I definitely yelped once or twice. By the time we reached the end near Iron Gate, my arms were jelly but my head felt clearer than it had in weeks. Hard to explain why—I guess you have to float through Kikacéki Reach yourself to get it.

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