On the Sunday after the conference was over, Cara Summers, Brenda Chin, Stephanie Bond and I drove up to Tennessee to raft the upper and middle Ocoee. We all agreed it was the best whitewater rafting we’d ever done. Talk about a rush shooting back-to-back class IV and V rapids — you make it through the first one and then the guide is yelling, “Dig in, dig in, paddle hard” and you know you’re hitting the one with the big, bad hydraulic. None of us went out of the boat which is always a relief so we were none the worse for wear except for helmet-hair after 5 1/2 hours. And the bonus was our guide was none other than Rita Herron’s son.
Aw, look at the difference between the smiles on Precious’ face! (Rafting vs. Harlequin Party.) Gee, I wonder which one she enjoyed more? :d
Comment by Rhonda — August 10, 2006 @ 8:34 am
that must of been so much fun. look great 8)
Comment by kim — August 10, 2006 @ 9:40 am
LOL, Rhonda. Yeah, no mystery there. Thanks Kim, it was awesome and I appreciate the compliment considering we’d been drenched with helmets on our heads and we only changed clothes afterwards — no opporunity to do anything other than put on dry duds. And the burger, fries, and chocolate shake at Steak-n-shake afterwards was darn good! :d
Comment by Jennifer — August 10, 2006 @ 10:47 am