Why a dory?
Longer version is - I've been a river runner as long as I can remember. First in canoes in my home state, Arkansas, and later as a kayak racer at Dartmouth, and river runner in Colorado since moving here in 92. Once I figured out our growing family of 4 kids wouldn't fit into my kayak, we got into rafting, initially on several commercial trips (props here to Tom Kleinschnitz and Adventure Bound) and more recently in our own rafts on private trips.
Anyway, I first saw a dory on a Grand Canyon Dories trip on the Main Salmon in 1978. Martin Litton was on that trip and my folks and I were his passengers for a couple of the days. He knew I was a kayaker and let me row some of the rapids. Compared to the gear raft, it was like a bigger kayak, dancing and ferrying seemingly effortlessly. I don't think I even hit any rocks. At least that's the way I remember it 38 years later.