Trevor went and did the coffee run which was well brewed, in a pail with a soup ladle, next to a tin of evaporated milk. Delicious. Packed up camp,
enjoyed a breakfast of French toast accompanied by syrup, squirty cream in a can and squirty butter in a can. I am now convinced that it is possible to get everything in a can in this country and we have been told that we do need to try the gastronomic delights of cheese in a can, so have added that to the list.
Annalee had set up a sandwich station and we made up our picnic lunch sandwiches each named and stored in ziploc bags.
The 'blue cushion' trail was in hot demand and don't envy the poor person who had the unpleasant task of screwing on the lid. It was so funny, as the other boat crowed with delight when the box was put onto our raft only to be told that 4 boxes were already stashed on their boat, from the 6 day trip of the upper canyon that had preceeded ours.
A number of mean rapids with Ross and Trevor in the front of the boat made short work of waking us up and the boys were well and truly soaked.
We stopped for a walk up to Travertine falls, a rather precarious clamber up ropes and ladders and then into a beautiful cave light by a pink glow. Ross was under the waterfall in no time and found a natural slide.
We opted to go through the 'rough' part of the final rapid and were drenched and all shouted with delight, very different from the day before when we squealed at getting a few drops of cold water from the first rapid.
We had a pitstop to repack, get our kit out of the waterproof bags and the pontoons were taken off the rafts and the 2 boats tied together. We then floated down and flat part of the river, eating our lunch - have to say the most exotic place for a picnic we have ever enjoyed.
- posted by the Krige family
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