While Michelle and TJ were planning their wedding they somehow also managed to plan a whitewater rafting trip. So last Saturday we got up early, left our pouting dog and drove to White Haven, PA. Thanks to my paranoia we arrived an hour early, but then we tried to find the center of the tiny town and ended up being the last ones to be changed and ready to go. Ack.
The whole operation is like a summer camp and they get everyone outfitted with lifejackets and then bus groups of rafters down to the river. The eight of us wanted to stay together so they had to evict some smaller group from one of the other rafts and then warned us that it would ride lower in the water. Since the river is only mostly class II rapids we didn't need to have a guide in each boat. Instead the guides kayaked at the front, middle, and end of our convoy. And although there were some challenging rapids there also long, smooth sections of slow-moving water, and all the guys were hopping out of the raft every chance they got and we used the bailing bucket and later the lunch buckets to have massive multi-raft water fights, including one covert operation where Todd and Landon snuck along with their buckets submerged and then ambushed a particularly rowdy raft of teenage boys.
Lots of fun. Can't wait for the next trip.
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