I tell you what, the Rogue River sure is purty. Yeah, we pretty much talked like rednecks the entire weekend while rafting/kayaking the Rogue River in Oregon. It all started with the phrase, “I tell you what!” and just exploded like a whale on the Oregon coast from there. I’ve actually had a hard time transitioning back to normal speech since and have almost had to counteract this vernacular by speaking like a California Valley Girl. Anyway, here is what went down:
5 people, 4 boats, group gear for 14 in Walt the truck
contemplating options through Rainey Falls
Brad, Nelly, Craig navigating Tater the boat through raft chute
Greg gittin' sum!
Night 1 at camp
Girls cooking night!
jumping off sports illustrated rock
giant dead chinook
cartwheels and roundoffs
Coffee pot (by Greg)
Heath in Blossom Bar near pinned dory (by Greg)
One of the 4 bears we saw.
attempting to do the running man while singing and hula hooping!
backflips off rocks the next morning!
pulling out all the stops for the last day
the sentiment at takeout
This video by Greg pretty much sums up the weekend.