We stopped at a recreation of a Dena'ina Indian encampment and trapper's cabin, where John got to show off new "head" gear:
We saw a couple bald eagles and a now-large chick (in the nest): When we got to the beginning of the canyon, the rapids picked up... well, rapidly: But the peak of the trip was when our captain held the boat in place so everyone could have their picture taken with the whitewater as a backdrop. We did not run the rapids -- only two boats have ever successfully done that. But it sure was a thrilling sight to see all that water madly rushing towards us while we watched from the safety (and dryness) of the boat.
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What a tease! From your title I expected to read how wet you got and how you were thrown around in the rapids. But it still looks like a fun trip.
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