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Some Rafting Photos. In no
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| Ole Three Tiers - on the Franklin. Where each of us thought we'd lost the other. |
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| I was flipped out and I landed on the _rocks_ (corking my thigh). Marc went over the front and ended up surfacing around the corner from me, so we couldn't see each other. He of course expected me to surface in the water, so you can imagine what was going through his mind. The rest of our party were on rocks on the other side (from where the photos were taken, obviously!) , and it took a while for the sign language and nodding of heads to translate to 'he's ok'/'she's ok' for each of us. |
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| A more yee-ha drop: |
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