"Are you're sure that you both can go and not get into trouble?" she asked, a week before our departure.
I recalled, being in Pamplona, Spain, during the annual bull run, many years earlier, made famous by the great American author, Ernest Hemingway, and that hadn't worked out for the best. No I didn't get gored, but I'll never forget the breath of one bull running a lot faster than I was. I jumped over a short fence to safety. The man in front of me - well, one horn taught him a lesson.
"We won't get in trouble," I reassured Laureen.
And, we did not. The drive from Victorville to Meridian (a city nestled next door to Boise) was an easy one. Long, but easy.
This was not just a chance to visit with Kelly and Travis, but we were to partake in two separate river excursions. Running the white water of the Payette River, with an experienced guide and then the next day, floating the calm and easy Boise River in an inner-tube.
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| The Crew: Kelly, John, Travis, and Paul taking the photo |
"Where does rafting happen?" drill sergeant Lee asked.
"In the river," Paul replied.
The look Paul received from Lee was unnerving. I turned my head away. "It begins and ends in the raft. Without the raft, there is no rafting."
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| Captain Ahab - no, Captain Lee |
We pushed off, and immediately took to the river like fish running for their lives. The next few hours reminded me of the time when I was a law enforcement officer. Most of the time, it was just a job taking reports, but - and this is a big but - there was about 5 to 10 percent of the time, it was stark raving crazy.
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| The raft behind us - the river can be tricky |
"Paddle forward," Lee barked, and I wondered what the big deal was. Well, going over a six foot waterfall of bone crushing water was a big deal. The five of us, on our raft, paddled like people being chased by demons.
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| A rather relaxed section of the Payette at this time |
According to Lee, the Payette was actually down quite a few feet from it's high mark in mid-June. That's when things can get dicey. It was dicey enough, and when we came ashore near the town of Lowman we were all tired from paddling and looking for holes in the river (a term for river runners that would conjure doom).
Lowman is a very small settlement, situated in the mountains, about two hours north-east of Boise.
The owners of the Payette River Company, Sean and Ginger Glaccum, have a wonderful business, that not only allows people to raft along the Payette, but have experienced guides, who also know the history of the region.
With Lee, there was so much to learn, and he didn't scrimp on sharing his knowledge.
It was great river run: some scary rapids and some nice long runs, along placid clear blue water, allowing us to chit and chat. What more could one ask for?
The next day, it was off to the near-by river, the Boise, for the annual float enjoyed by locals and tourists alike. Very different from the previous day: no one was hanging on for dear life, hurtling down white water waterfalls. No, this was to be enjoyed by all ages.
The difference was surreal.
Floating down the Boise does not require lectures from expert white water guides. It's about having fun on a sunny day with family and friends. Utilizing inner tubes, flip-flops, and water proof cameras is all that is required. The ride starts near a pub knocking back a couple of cold ones. We started off at Payette Brewing, just a few steps from the Boise River. A couple of toasts and then a short walk across the river to a waiting bus. A few bucks, and the bus dropped us off at the start of the float fifteen minutes later.
From there, it was simply laughing, laughing and laughing some more. No huge waterfalls - though, there are a few sections of speedy water, and a person could get tossed from their floaty if they aren't observant.
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| Kelly looks like she's struggling on the river, not! Looks more like a model. |
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| Travis is wondering, why his beer hasn't been delivered. |
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| Paul, struggling through the treacherous waters of the Boise River - hang on Dude! |
The city of Boise, only allows a certain time to float the Boise, due to weather conditions. When Laureen and I were there in early June, rafting wasn't allowed. The water was running too quickly and far too cold.
July and August are the months to enjoy, stretching out on an inner tube, or raft and enjoying the peaceful serenity of the currents.
The end of the trip winds up where we started, across from Payette Brewing and how perfect is that? Start with a brew and end with a brew.
Life couldn't, in this writer's opinion, be better than that.
When in Idaho, explore the rivers - and if there's enough courage - run one.
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| Love the water and the water will love you. |
Photographs by: John R. Beyer and Paul K. Bakas
