White Water Rafting
Just a few days ago we went white water rafting with my grandpa and aunt Cheryl because it was her last day visiting us and we wanted to do something interesting. I'd never gone rafting before, so I wasn't exactly sure what it would be like, but I'd always thought that it might be fun.
When we arrived at the place where we'd be picked up and driven to the river, everyone was trying to decide what they were going to bring. Hats? If they won't fly off. Watch? Only if it's water proof. Camera? Definitely not. Of course the people doing the rafting thought of that, so they had a person out by the river with a camera, taking pictures of everyone who passed by.
So anyway, our ride finally arrived. It was a rickety old bus that had a door that had to be manually pushed open and some very uncomfortable seats. It also smelled a bit, probably because of all the soaking people it transported every day. Luckily the ride was short, and after everyone got a life jacket we left the bus and walked down to the water. Immediately, the mosquitoes zeroed in on us. (Ugh!) Our soon-to-be-guide said hello and gave us some information before we started. Though obviously young, he seemed like a perfectly seasoned rafter who'd been doing it since he was two years old. He had a way of talking that made him sound a bit bored, and he did look a little bored in the beginning, but once we started actually going though the rapids he warmed up.
After the classic safety talk about what to do if you or someone else was knocked out of the boat, we floated downstream to our first set of rapids. It was a minuscule little thing, just a level 1 that barely shook us up at all. Everyone seemed to think that that was nothing, and we could quickly move on to a higher level. Sure enough, up came a level 3. That was definitely more fun! By then we were getting used to following our guides instructions. ("All forward! Hard forward! All stop!")
But then we found ourselves being steered to the bank of the river, and everyone got out. Coming up was a level 4 and our guide was going to show us what it looked like and what we were going to be doing. We walked up the trail a bit and then stopped at a bend. Below us, lying on the rocks, was the camera man. (An obvious sign that the scariest and most fun section of the ride was coming up!) Our guide gave us the run down then we headed back to the boat.
Before everyone had been feeling pretty brave about everything. (A level 3? That's nothing!) But now that we had seen the choppy waters that we were facing, we weren't so sure. Those waters looked like they could flip a hummer over a couple times and kick it on the way out. (Almost.) But, as they say, there was no going back so we had to keep going.
Though admittedly scary, that level 4 was fun! We did have to paddle through it in places, but that was kind of hard because half the time the water was too far away to paddle in! (I don't know if anyone else had that problem or not - I might just have short arms.) Having survived the ride we were all pretty proud of ourselves and full of excitement.
We went on a few more lower level rapids and then came to a stretch where the water was completely calm. Previously another raft had been following us, but now we were level and the guides starting showing us their different jumps into the water. Our guide did something he called a Mc'twist and the other guide actually ran through the center of his raft and jumped off the other side. I was the only person, other than the guides, to jump into the water. It was freezing! Enough so that I completely lost my breath for a minute. The only thing our guide nearly lost was his sunglasses when he did a backflip, but he managed to catch them before they sunk.
Finally, we came to the end. We rode the smelly bus back to the main building and looked at the photos that were taken of us. We liked them so we bought the CD with all the pictures on it. (Once we get them I'll definitely post them up here!) Those of us who brought changes of clothes got out of their wet stuff and we headed off to lunch. (Everyone a little more brave, I'd like to think.)










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