I’m now in Durango, CO, which looks like Tokyo compared to the places I’ve been the last couple nights.
I cracked and got a hotel room so I can be rested for rafting tomorrow, a decision reinforced by the paddling test I took tonight.
The main part of the test was “We’re going to throw you out in a Class III to make sure you don’t freak out.”
All well and good, but god DAMN, that water was cold. I was very, very, very glad I got to take a hot shower after that.
I think I might be getting to old to go more than a day without a shower. I suppose 25 is the upper limit for living like a dirty hippie being acceptable.
Anyway, I’ll post more about rafting tomorrow if I manage to make it through without getting myself killed. Happy birthday to me!