like ned beatty once said, what happens at the river, stays at the riverI could write many more pages about that trip, like almost all of us becoming "clothing optional."
like ned beatty once said, what happens at the river, stays at the riverI could write many more pages about that trip, like almost all of us becoming "clothing optional."
Yep. I'll tell one anecdote. We had only one female paddler. We'll call her "Joanie." She was the photographer for Southeastern Expeditions on the Chatooga during the summer, but she was a schoolmarm during the school year and looked the part, rimless specs and all. She broke the gender line in "clothes optional." After a couple of days, the guys started bathing in the river at the end of the day and you just couldn't get out of view, because the little beach camping spots were so tiny. Anyway, about the third day, I had my back to the beach and somebody let out a wolf whistle. I turned around, and here came Joanie, marching down to the river, sans clothes. We pitched her in and most of the females started bathing naked. It may be hard to believe, but you really don't notice after a couple of days. A couple of days after that, we stayed over a day and some of us hiked up Tapeats Creek to where it came out of the cliff. 115F, and I was dry, except for under my day pack. My (ex) wife decided not to go. When we were coming back, just before the creek bursts through a cliff and falls down to the beach, there was a beautiful blue pool. I was hiking with Joanie, and we stopped to admire it. She turned to me and said "I will, if you will." We shucked our clothes off and jumped in. It was great relief from the heat and salty skin. Right then, a group of older people, who were with a rafting company that specialized in them (provided COTS, for God's sake), came by, gawking at us. One guy paused by us and his wife reached back, grabbed him and said "Come on, Harry." That same raft company was the one which lost a passenger years later at Crystal, when my daughter was there, by foolishly deciding to run the rapid, rather than lining their raft. The guy who drowned was, IIRC, 62. Well, two anecdotes, I guess...like ned beatty once said, what happens at the river, stays at the river
back in the mid-90's on section iv there was a couple that at the time appeared to be in their mid-late 30s that liked to hang out nekkid (they always wore tennis shoes) on the river right bank just past long creek falls. they were there just about every time we went by for a year or two (at that time, i was usually getting on section iv 5-6 times a month). we always waved and said howdy as we floated past, they always smiled and waved back.Yep. I'll tell one anecdote. We had only one female paddler. We'll call her "Joanie." She was the photographer for Southeastern Expeditions on the Chatooga during the summer, but she was a schoolmarm during the school year and looked the part, rimless specs and all. She broke the gender line in "clothes optional." After a couple of days, the guys started bathing in the river at the end of the day and you just couldn't get out of view, because the little beach camping spots were so tiny. Anyway, about the third day, I had my back to the beach and somebody let out a wolf whistle. I turned around, and here came Joanie, marching down to the river, sans clothes. We pitched her in and most of the females started bathing naked. It may be hard to believe, but you really don't notice after a couple of days. A couple of days after that, we stayed over a day and some of us hiked up Tapeats Creek to where it came out of the cliff. 115F, and I was dry, except for under my day pack. My (ex) wife decided not to go. When we were coming back, just before the creek bursts through a cliff and falls down to the beach, there was a beautiful blue pool. I was hiking with Joanie, and we stopped to admire it. She turned to me and said "I will, if you will." We shucked our clothes off and jumped in. It was great relief from the heat and salty skin. Right then, a group of older people, who were with a rafting company that specialized in them (provided COTS, for God's sake), came by, gawking at us. One guy paused by us and his wife reached back, grabbed him and said "Come on, Harry." That same raft company was the one which lost a passenger years later at Crystal, when my daughter was there, by foolishly deciding to run the rapid, rather than lining their raft. The guy who drowned was, IIRC, 62. Well, two anecdotes, I guess...
My daughter guided for them and then on the Ocoee later for Sunburst. That was my connection to them. I paddled IV on a pretty regular basis. I'd paddle across Tugaloo with them and we'd throw my yak on top for a ride back to the top. I was an unofficial safety boater. I never saw the couple, but I was a few years before you. The last time I ran IV, it was at 2.75, came closer to dying at 'Dog, than I want to admit...back in the mid-90's on section iv there was a couple that at the time appeared to be in their mid-late 30s that liked to hang out nekkid (they always wore tennis shoes) on the river right bank just past long creek falls. they were there just about every time we went by for a year or two (at that time, i was usually getting on section iv 5-6 times a month). we always waved and said howdy as we floated past, they always smiled and waved back.
the communal facilities at southeastern took me a day or two to get used to (my buddy worked there 94-97 and i would crash either in a bunkhouse or the field if there was no space.)
LOL! Nothing like that has ever happened to me.Yep. I'll tell one anecdote. We had only one female paddler. We'll call her "Joanie." She was the photographer for Southeastern Expeditions on the Chatooga during the summer, but she was a schoolmarm during the school year and looked the part, rimless specs and all. She broke the gender line in "clothes optional." After a couple of days, the guys started bathing in the river at the end of the day and you just couldn't get out of view, because the little beach camping spots were so tiny. Anyway, about the third day, I had my back to the beach and somebody let out a wolf whistle. I turned around, and here came Joanie, marching down to the river, sans clothes. We pitched her in and most of the females started bathing naked. It may be hard to believe, but you really don't notice after a couple of days. A couple of days after that, we stayed over a day and some of us hiked up Tapeats Creek to where it came out of the cliff. 115F, and I was dry, except for under my day pack. My (ex) wife decided not to go. When we were coming back, just before the creek bursts through a cliff and falls down to the beach, there was a beautiful blue pool. I was hiking with Joanie, and we stopped to admire it. She turned to me and said "I will, if you will." We shucked our clothes off and jumped in. It was great relief from the heat and salty skin. Right then, a group of older people, who were with a rafting company that specialized in them (provided COTS, for God's sake), came by, gawking at us. One guy paused by us and his wife reached back, grabbed him and said "Come on, Harry." That same raft company was the one which lost a passenger years later at Crystal, when my daughter was there, by foolishly deciding to run the rapid, rather than lining their raft. The guy who drowned was, IIRC, 62. Well, two anecdotes, I guess...
I could write many more pages about that trip, like almost all of us becoming "clothing optional."
Sorry. No one rafted naked. Some of the female raft guides on the small rafts did, but the sight of them unfortunately made you avert your eyes... :eek2:I think this should, instead, be everyone posting their favorite life experiences - give us all bucket list ideas. Because really, all of the recommended bucket list ideas are pretty much "Go to Paris," "Go to China," "Go skydiving," etc. I want more than just go do this or go there. I want the "raft through the Grand Canyon naked" kinds of ideas.
Well, whatever happened on that trip has resulted in the addition of "raft naked through the Grand Canyon" on my bucket list.Sorry. No one rafted naked. Some of the female raft guides on the small rafts did, but the sight of them unfortunately made you avert your eyes... :eek2:
If you poke around and do a little research, there are probably such trips. Ask the average age, though...Well, whatever happened on that trip has resulted in the addition of "raft naked through the Grand Canyon" on my bucket list.
My wife and I had to break it up over 2 different summers, but we basically did the Lewis & Clark loop. It was pretty amazing. We started in St. Louis and watched a Nat Geo produced Lewis & Clark video inside the bottom of the arch. We made our way West eventually turning south and going to Yellowstone when we got near Wyoming. We did this all driving.I think this should, instead, be everyone posting their favorite life experiences - give us all bucket list ideas. Because really, all of the recommended bucket list ideas are pretty much "Go to Paris," "Go to China," "Go skydiving," etc. I want more than just go do this or go there. I want the "raft through the Grand Canyon naked" kinds of ideas.
This one's very high on my list. It already was, but then I befriended 2 DDay veterans, 1 of them a pathfinder. Thus, his were among the first boots to land on Hitler's "Fortress Europe." I told him I thought of him all throughout "Saving Private Ryan;" he just smiled & said, "I don't much watch movies like that one."If you get a chance to Normandy. See the beaches and stare at the cliffs. Then cry with awe and pride at the row after row of beautiful crosses and stars of David that fill the American cemetery. The phrase proud to be an American will have a whole new meaning. Blessed to have been there during the 50th anniversary of DDay.
The best trip I've taken was to Glacier National Park. It should be on everyone's bucket list. Just across the Canadian border is Waterton National Park. Also breath taking. We left Waterton, spent the night in Calgary then drove to Banff and up through Jasper. If you like mountains, it's amazing.I think this should, instead, be everyone posting their favorite life experiences - give us all bucket list ideas. Because really, all of the recommended bucket list ideas are pretty much "Go to Paris," "Go to China," "Go skydiving," etc. I want more than just go do this or go there. I want the "raft through the Grand Canyon naked" kinds of ideas.