That Time I... Went White Water Rafting

...and survived! As promised, I present you with all the awesome details of our White Water Rafting trip with Wilderness Tours (which I have to say is an amazing company!!).

But first, make sure you head over to the lovely Emily's blog to read her That Time I post!

To make it easy, I've marked where we were all sitting in our raft

Our rafting trip started on a cold, rainy day. I was extremely grateful for the wetsuit we were wearing; especially because that water was cold!

Despite how cold the water was, Andrew and Raymond started the trip off by jumping off the raft and into the water. Brave boys!

They say a picture says a thousand words, so here's more pictures and less talking!

And this is where things start to get rough...

As I struggled to get my balance...

Savio starts falling off the boat...

Hey, where's your shoe?

Does a back flip...

Into the water! 

The guide tried to rescue him, but the rapid took him under. As our raft kept going (it took some of us a while to figure out what happened), the rest of the guides sprung into action, ready to help Savio out the water. Their teamwork was unbelievable and they did an amazing job of getting Savio to safety. Although the whole process only lasted a minute or two, we were all on edge, hoping Savio was okay. 

When they pulled him into the boat, he was out of breathe and couldn't say much. He took it like a champ though and we had a great lunch on shore of soup, burgers and sausages. We got back into the boat, (successfully) fought one more rapid, then paddled back to the shore we started at. 

When we got on the bus, (that took us back to our resort) we were cold, soaking wet, and mud filled our water shoes (well not Savio's, since he lost both of his). We all reminisced about what an amazing experience the whole thing was. 

Would we do it again? 

Absolutely. 

Even Savio.

Back on shore; ready for lunch!

Outhouses, Wild Rapids and Fireworks

After a long weekend of white water rafting, sleeping in a huge tent and unfortunately, having to use an outhouse, I'm back to work; wishing I was sleeping instead.

I don't have time to post much about my weekend at the moment, so be forewarned that you're about to be bombarded with pictures!

Saturday.

Andrew and I en route to Otttawa

On Saturday, myself, Andrew, his brother, Raymond and our friend Savio headed up to Ottawa. It was a long, six hour drive. 

Me and Andrew's brother, Ray

We made mandatory picture pit stops along the way.

 We came across this little farm that was selling fresh pies.

It was strictly an honour system: You take what you want from the fridge and you pay for it in the box next to it.

We got these cute little heart shaped tarts that were really good!

 After what felt like days of driving, we finally made it to the resort! We had dinner and set up our giant tent, which was crowned the Taj Mahal of tents.

We finished the night off with some drinks around a communal fire, where we got to know our fellow campers. I then spent the night freezing in our tent and really wished we were still by that fire. 

Sunday.

Sunday was our big white water rafting day. There's a lot to say about what happened on our trip, so I'm going to save it for tomorrow's That Time I. 

The picture above is a preview our trip. Yes, that's our boat. And yes, the person who is flipped upside down and falling into the water is someone in our group. You'll have to come back tomorrow to find out who it is!

Monday.

Monday was our Victoria Day, which meant I had the day off work. We drove back to Toronto, taking a scenic route. It was beautiful, passing tons of trees along the way.

The route got us to Toronto much faster than we expected, so we stopped off at a Red Lobster to meet up with friends and have dinner.

Which was followed by a walk along the boardwalk and drinks on the patio. 

Of course, no holiday is complete without fireworks.

The perfect end to an amazing weekend!

How was your weekend?