|Steve and Aaron - The Hilton in the background there|
|Steve, forcing me to put his *unlit* cigar in my mouth|
|us bein silly|
|The girls after jumping in|
|Jeb surfin and drinkin!|
|Aaron being frustrated with Steve|
On the way back to camp, we stopped at the natural hot springs near Carbondale.
By the time we got home and showered and ate dinner, it was nearly 9:30. With big plans to go rafting Sunday, we nixed the idea of going to see the Eli Young Band in Gypsum, and had a little fire then went to bed early. Good thing too, because we were really in for it on Sunday.
We rafted the Eagle River, from Wolcott to Eagle. Our guide wanted to pull out a little early because of some pretty serious rapids at the normal take out place, but we decided to chance it anyway. Even though most boats flip there. Even though someone died there last week. Even though our raft was half full of first timers.
I've been quite a bit and I was scared.
Most of the trip was sunshine and enough beer that the cold water was easy to handle.
|The girls taking a beer break|
|The whole crew|