Now that the season has brought us close to home on the West Coast, I am spending most of my time working and fixing up the house. My brother and his family from North Carolina will be spending a week with us between the Denver and Sonoma race, so we are preparing the house for all the guests. My sister will also be coming up from Southern California, so the house and property will be full.

While Gary and I play domestic for a few weeks, the rest of the team is having a great time playing on the East Coast. Here is an excerpt Debbie scribed about one of their conquests.



Well, Karen said that since I did a great job with my last blog that I could do another one. The adventure for this week was white water rafting in the North Carolina Mountains on the Chattooga River. Now, to be completely honest, I need to let you know that I am NOT a motor-wise person. I barely know a piston from a valve. I am aware of what a wheel looks like and that somewhere on the bike is a clutch, so when I say I went thru a rapid and “hydraulic” down, there is nothing mechanical about it! For those of you, like me, who do not know what a “hydraulic” on a river is, this is when you, without the aid of a raft, body surf underwater through the rapids! I held my breath for what seemed like 20 minutes, but it was in truth only a few seconds before I shot out from under the rocks to the surface as everyone cheered that I had survived.

In the photos that are included you will see me sitting in the front of the raft as we enter the rapid and then the second shot, if you look real close you will see my hand (see arrow). That’s all the coverage that I got for the whole trip.

Seriously, it was great fun and I would have gone for the second ride as soon as I got back to the start. I guess it gives me a little perspective on how Karen must feel in the seven-second ride that she routinely does. What a rush!