Rolling On The River

Well, summer is coming to an official end. Labor Day weekend marked the closing of the rafting business on the Boise River. So we went in on a six-person raft with the Cuillo family (Michael, his sister Nancy, and their mother, Elizabeth) to commemorate the occasion.

 It was a beautiful, warm day, clear and in the high 80s. The water, though was still pretty frigid.

Nancy was the only one brave enough to take the plunge, and she could only take a couple

minutes of it.

 The trip down river takes about two hours. Most of the ride is a languid float, but there are

brief encounters with erosion control barriers where the raft dives a couple of feet to much
squealing. Whee!

 We were surprised to find that the river was mostly deserted. It was a very peaceful trip. 

We saw a mother deer and her fawn grazing on the bank and many dogs fetching sticks

and tennis balls as we floated by. 

And so autumn begins.

P.