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20 September 2009 @ 10:33 pm
My left buttcheek still hurts  
But it was an awesome adventure.  Getting up at 5:30 in the morning to drive to Pennsylvania, however, was not.  Hubbie and I drove into Queens to meet up with my cousin, her husband, and step-brother to carpool to PA.  We had to get there by 10 AM and the ride was estimated at around 2 and a half hours.  We got there with time to spare, but missed our 10:30 check-in time because some others in our party were late....fail.  But we didn't have to wait too long and were on our way down to the river by 11:30.  The water was moving fairly well so there weren't too many spots that required a lot of paddling, but the rapids weren't too intense, just enough for you to have a good time without worrying that you were going to die. 

Our raft stayed ahead of the pack for most of the day.  We were the trailblazers!  lol  In actuality, we were more like psychos.  My cousins had us taking the rapids sideways, backwards...on purpose!  At one point one of the guides asked us if we trusted him and we were like "yeah."  So, he guided us through a set of rapids while spinning!  That was crazy and I can only imagine everyone else in our group were looking at us like we lost our minds.  I did start to get annoyed with my cousin's husband and step-brother because they were purposely aiming for the rocks and that was all kinds of bad as I almost got tossed and the raft almost flipped on one particularly bad hit.  We ended up getting caught up right before the end of the trip.  We got stuck on on rock in the front of the raft and it swung us around and right onto another rock on the back of the raft.  It took my cousin's husband jumping out and pulling us off to free us.  So there we are hurtling down the river with him hanging on to the side of the raft while everyone is trying to pull him back in, the current sucking him under the raft, and me and my cousin trying to raft us in to the extraction point.  We got him back in the raft in the nick of time.  He would have been shredded on the sharp rocks in the shallows where we were heading. 

I'm surprisingly not as sore as I remember being back in the day.  The fact that we only did 9 miles may have had something to do with it.  I seem to recall doing 12 in the past.  My arms, neck, and shoulders still ache, and my butt bone in my left cheek hurts from how you have to sit on the edge of the raft to row, but all things considered, I feel pretty good.   I can't wait to go again next year!
Current Mood: soresore
Jukeboxjukebox_csi on September 21st, 2009 03:42 pm (UTC)
O_O sounds like an adventure!!!

I'm glad you guys came away safe from it, and not too badly damaged :D
evilkat_meowevilkat_meow on September 22nd, 2009 02:30 am (UTC)
Me too, but minor wounds make for good stories. :)
rookafrk on September 21st, 2009 06:04 pm (UTC)
most of the time, the moment the guide asks the "trust" question is when all the good fun starts.
I also always tend to be in the psychos group too XD
I hope you soon won't be sore at all ^^
evilkat_meowevilkat_meow on September 22nd, 2009 02:32 am (UTC)
LOL...it sure does. Psychos have more fun. I feel almost 100% today, just some slight stiffness in my back.