Continued from yesterday”¦ The rapids were just the right size. They were big enough to make it a fun ride, but not so big that we ever worried about falling out or capsizing. We often twisted and turned and were splashed by waves of water coming over the raft. Occasionally, we’d crash into a rock and just bounce off and keep going. Sometimes we would get stuck on top of a rock, but with a little pushing of the paddle, we’d slide right off. Christi marveled at how well the little raft bounced and slid on the rocks, and how easily it rode over the walls of small waves that would sometimes come at us. Much more flexible and forgiving than a kayak.
About halfway through, we stopped for a rest on some rocks next to one of the biggest water falls. There were four ladies there selling cold beverages. Every day these ladies walk down an equally huge staircase at their village, walk three miles inside the rock laden river with coolers full of ice and drinks. Then at the end of the day, they walk the three miles back up the river against the rapid current with their coolers and remaining inventory, then back up that gnarly set of stairs. Wow. We think they win over the guy who climbs the crater lakes mountain every day to sell coffee and blankets.
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