Day 16 - Whitewater Ranch

It was a big water day, Bailey Rapids, Five Miles, Split Rock, and Big Mallard all in an eight mile stretch of beautiful Salmon River. Although our runs were clean a couple of people picked a good fight with Bailey Rapids and fortunately came out grinning. But as always we a reminded of the power of this water, particularly at this high level. The other rapids were big waves and sinking holes.

A fun day was had by all. We stopped at a place called Yellow Pine Bar where the caretakers allowed us tour tour their place, gardens, and workshops. I think everyone agrees that life would be hard but content here on the banks of the River Of No Return.

Alas we had to float on and now are waiting for dinner to be ready. We are camped in a splendid meadow where we have been watching a bear graze above the opposite bank for about three hours now.

Some of the boys got energetic about writing postcards home using the back of an angel food cake box. However, the mail plane does not return here until Wednesday. There is a mail box at the end of the airstrip. So those of you waiting for love letters at home, sit tight for a Salmon River hello from Whitewater Ranch. Until then hopefully this blog will do.

It is hard to believe that after so much planning we are knee deep in this expedition and living our chaotic dreams. Miss you all and wish you were here - cheers.