So there's this guy who hangs out on a rock above one of the rapids and shoots people coming over the whitewater with his gigantic camera, and then sells them to folks from a website for a couple bucks a pop.
I ordered a couple of them, but there was a but of an electronic snafu, so when we resolved the snafu, he just gave me all the shots in our group set. Do we even have a boat in this shot?
It looks like Rebecca just whacked me in the face with her paddle, but I assure you she did not.
It looks like we're going to survive this run.
I appear to be cheesing it up just a bit here. Back in calmer waters. So fun!
My husband floats alone. So bad-ass.
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