Nature's Beauty

Yesterday I went whitewater rafting on the Lehigh. Apparently, the best part of training to be a whitewater guide is that you basically get to go whitewater rafting for free every saturday and sunday. The downside of that is that its freaking april. I've kayaked the Lehigh plenty by now. Its not as intense as the Yough, actually, its pretty lame. That becomes 400 times more apparent when you're in a raft. Kayaking raises the intensity of whitewater by a bunch. You're lower to the water, making most rapids taller than you, and your boat is unstable, making it a constant possibility that you might just flip over for no reason. In a raft, you just bounce off stuff. You *could* fall out, but its not very likely, even on class 4 rapids.

I've never been through the gorge in the winter. I know its not winter, but it was darn cold yesterday and I consider that to be close enough. Some of the icicles hanging off of the trees close to the waterline were beautiful. We saw a couple bluebirds playing, and some kind of goose that had a pure white body and a black head. They told me what kind of goose it was, but WTF do I care? Its a white goose with a black head.

Now that I've seen all that crap, I don't ever want to see freaking icicles when I'm paddling again. It was effin cold yesterday. My feet still hurt.