Corren and I decided that an adventure was in order before he was going to be sleep-deprived for months on end. A few ideas were tossed about, but we kept coming back to an epic RAFT TRIP! Since the only river that I've been down was the Grand Ronde and Corren was an epic cool raft master guide, I let him figure out where we should go. It didn't take him long to kick into planning over drive mode. He had been on one of the upper sections of the Deschutes but not the lower two sections, which sounded super fun. All in all the trip would consist of three days on the water, some awesome rapids, some long drawn out flat sections, really friendly police, lots of rain, wicked sweet slides, good coffee, a rattle snake named Ted, some howly wind, a handful of trains, one portage, a little fishing, some crazy driving, and one freakishly good time.
Asking for directions.
Looking good at the start.
Fishing...not catching.
Found a sweet slide!
And then it started to rain...
a lot!
Ted
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