I am very tired and not going to make a big TR. I hadda get up at 3 am central to make my flight home.  yawn.
I could sum it up thus:
The Ottawa is, honestly, the best, BEST kayaking river. It is deep, and safe, with huge play features, big recovery pools, and warm water.  The caveat is that is the best kayaking river IF you are a playboater.  I saw no creekboats this week.  None. Not one. I saw one 'river runner' (Riot Thunder) the entire week, and it belonged to a rafting company's safety or video boater.  It was all playboats.  I loved it.

I stayed in my tent in the back yard at the Paddler's Inn and took instruction from Liquid Skills.  It was an excellent experience.  During the week the students changed out depending on how long a clinic they had booked. My biggest class had 5 students, my smallest had 2 students.  Great student to teacher ratio.  ;-) I paddled an EZG50, then an Ace 4.7 like Possum's, then a ZG54 I fell in love with and paddled the rest of the week.
Alas, the Main channel was not to be, for me.  If we had run it earlier in the week, which I should have done with Whitewave after she got home from work, it would have been at a good level.  After each class I was so tired, that going back out seemed impossible.  But the river just kept going up.  On Monday it was -2 ft.  Friday we were supposed to do the Main channel and it had risen to +8 ft.  I wonder what it is today.  
After my last trip Friday a few of us drove to Coliseum and hiked in. It was huge, but honestly I saw lines and think I'd have been fine running it even at 8 ft., but I think the other students in my class would have been munched.
I hope that doesn't sound arrogant but I was paddling very very well this week, at least as far as my river running went, and I am stoked about that.
My roll was goofy, I started pulling up my head again big time, wtf?  I ended up doing eskimo rescues a couple of times. This is a big improvement from 'oh shit, swim' that I've been doing instead the past few years.  Tyler (instructor) tried to help me with doing the EJ kind of sweep roll, though we both agreed that switching from the C to C I've been doing for 8 years to something else can make everything more confusing, which it was.  Ironically I could rodeo roll fine.  
I used to do that "The Kayak Roll" video's sweep roll, maybe I'll work on doing that some more.
We worked a lot this week on strokes (of course) especially c strokes to gliding draws across the big ass 10 ft wide eddy lines the Ottawa has a plethora of.  I had good gliding draws but I still have to work on the trick of feathering forward, I flipped myself trying to learn to feather forward.  No little eddies to hop.  Eddies are Walmart parking lot sized.  Lots of boils and whirls and funny water.
So, let's see.  I ran the Satler's (is that the name?) wave line on McCoys at 3.25 and 8 ft. and it was the biggest water I've ever run ever, and I styled it.  After I crested the wave my brain would just stop in a kind of shock and I'd tell myself not to think about it, because if I processed how big the trough and wave were I'd freak a bit.  So I had this mental mantra, 'just don't think about it, just don't think about it'.  But it was such a juice to get to the bottom of the rapid, damn that was fun.
The 'new' thing that happened to me was at the bottom of Lower No Name on Thursday; I made it through the thread the needle part of the line and then my stern caught a fluffy hole river left and zip! I was in the side surf of my life.  I have never been stuck in a hole before.  Never.  There is no mistaking what is happening, it's a unique feeling.
I am happy about it because I kept my wits about me.  The first thing I did was think, "Are my shoulders safe?" and they were, I was in the box and a low brace.  The second thing I did was think, "Uh, now what do I do?" because I was so stuck that I could have read a book.  I tried digging out forward, nothing; considered the fact that I was supposed to try digging out backward, but what was behind me? I had no idea... remembered that some people blast out of holes so I tried to bring my bow around upstream, but that felt like asking for getting munched and the hole snapped me back into the side surf again anyway.  So the only thing I could think of to do was to flip over and swim and that's what I did.  Now if only I had thought, 'flip over, wash out, and roll up' but I'm a lot closer to that, mentally, than I've been in a long time.  So I flipped and yanked skirt, it washed me out, and I had a bit of a bony swim at the bottom, I found the one bony place to swim and there I was, it felt like home.  ;-)  
Except for that 'adventure' in the hole I had no flips running the rapids.  The ZG was my friend.  
On Friday due to water levels we skipped Iron Ring et al for Big and Little Trickle and Angel's Kiss.  I had some dynamic surfs at Angel's Kiss; the ZG is a much faster boat than I anticipated.  I windowshaded a bunch trying to spin there.  ;-)  
I wish I lived next to that river.  You can go paddle after work; it stays light until 9pm or so; it has warmer water than the SE dam release runs; it has huge waves and holes; everybody is nice...  
The one thing I'd change was the mosquitoes, good god, and the fact that I had to come home so soon.  
Oh yeah, on Saturday I went to Ottawa the city and had real poutine at a chip wagon.  I think it's yummy!  And definitely marketable here in the SE.  I had a coke with it.  I couldn't bring myself to say, 'small poutine and a diet coke' to the guy.  (normally I never drink sugared soft drinks).

There I think that's it.  This ended up longer than I anticipated.