That’s me, perched in the front of the boat. Clearly we weren’t in major white water at that moment. I think the picture captures the amazing, dorky, unashamed joy I felt for much of the trip. Who would have thought I could have the best vacation of my life using a portable toilet and sleeping on a cot? Fabulous. White water, my friends, spectacular views, delicious food, kind and informed guides. Sleeping under the stars, drifting down the river. . . Please give this a thumbs up so I can share it with my kids. Thanks, Western River.
White Water Rafting in the Grand Canyon