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Whitewater Rafting

"I think a man's duty is to find out where the truth is, or if he cannot, at least to take the best possible human doctrine and the hardest to disprove, and to ride on this like a raft over the waters of life” - Plato




This weekend we went over to West Virginia for an adventurous time of camping and Whitewater Rafting to celebrate Star's birthday. Well, camping in a cabin, which you can see behind Star in the picture. We don't like to rough it too much anymore. :-)

We used the outfit Rivermen, and rafted the lower New River. A first class operation, we have nothing but good things to say about the staff, facilities, and operation. I would definitely recommend them and use them again. We signed up for the package deal, two nights in the cabin and 3 meals on Saturday for the 6 of us; Big Joe and little Joe, Big Wes and little Wes, and Star & I. While we sort of expected greasy burgers and hot dogs, we were happily surprised to find that like everything else, the food was first rate.

Stunning vistas are always hard to capture in a picture, so I know I'm not really doing the New River Gorge justice. It's something you'll have to go see yourself. River pictures will come later, my camera isn't waterproof but the Wes' had one and when they get the film developed I'll post some of the water pics.

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