*White* Water? Even the water is prejudiced

I went white water rafting, for the first time, with some friends this past weekend. We drove down to West Virginia after church on Sunday, rafted on Monday and drove back that night.

We really had a good time. A few thoughts though:

1. When someone says “We have a cabin,” it’s probably best not to make any assumptions of what that “cabin” might look like. We got there Sunday night and my dad’s tool shed when we lived in Las Vegas had more cubic feet. It was probably about 8x12x10. And we fit 8 people in there. And actually, we fit 8 fairly comfortably. It was surprising. Anyway, it wasn’t a cabin. It was a shed.

2. The rafting wasn’t as rough as I expected. We’d go through about 100 yards of rapids and then it would be calm for about 200 yards. It was still fun but I’d expected from pictures and videos I’d seen, that the rapids would be near constant.

3. If you’re going to play a game of 20 questions, play it right. We decided that someone would choose a celebrity and we would ask 20 questions to try to guess who it was. Jesse chose a person and from what I can recall, through questions, we figured out that it was a fairly young, non-white actor who’d been in both TV (but not a sitcom) and movies in a supporting role. He’d been in action films but no comedies that Jesse could think of. After about an hour of driving and guessing and about 35 minutes of dinner, we finally gave up. Who was it? LeVar Burton. Levar Freakin’ Burton. How obscure is that? I was the only person who even knew who he was. Jesse doesn’t get to pick anymore.

Here is where we went. There is a photo-tour on the right. It shows some of the areas we went through.