Excitement! Finally! Back on the River! Ice cold frigid high water, munching crunching rushing rapids, 18 foot inflatable rafts bouncing through the waves! My soul is singing, my head spinning, voice raised in exultation, muscles working hard with the paddle! I did jump off the swimming rock, the only person on the trip to do so, its a personal tradition! There was one tense situation where the raft got sucked back into a hydraulic, spun, tipped up on edge; I high sided as three people flushed out of the raft into the melee of screaming whitewater. Time seems to stop, in slow motion the raft spins again and pops out of the hole, we collect our swimmers and continue down the river. I am back where I belong!