After our visit with Mike's family we were headed south. En route to Tahoe for wedding #3 we joined my parents and my aunt and uncle on a river rafting trip along the Upper Klamath. We didn't get a water camera, so no pictures - but lots of commentary! We had a great guide who aligned us with every wave, spun us down the rapids and even high-sided us (intentionally) on a rock in a big rapid. We learned very quickly that dad was along for the ride. I am not sure his paddle hit the water (other than for splashing purposes) more than 10 times on a 4 hour trip! Since he was our raft's token clown he also got to "ride the bull" down one of the rapids - this amounted to him seated at the very front of the raft, feet hanging over into the water, one hand holding onto a raft handle in between his legs and the other hand waving in the air. We hit a large wave perfectly and he was thrown backwards into the raft all smiles and laughter! It was great!!
That evening we had a nice dinner in downtown Ashland and left my parents to enjoy some plays at the Shakespearian Festival.
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