So I finally managed to convince a group of friends to go white water rafting with me. It was the last day of the season on the Ocoee (the Atlanta Olympic venue), and we all had a blast. Even Jax had a good time, who was pretty much scared out of her noggin' the whole time.

We were scheduled to only do the upper Ocoee. But the Rossman actually forgot the hour-time-difference coming from Alabama, so he missed out. But Rolling Thunder was nice enough to book him for the lower Ocoee. When we got to the upper-to-lower switchout point, they offered us half price to do the lower, so we did the whole course! It was great fun, and I'm glad we got to raft with the Rossman. I would have felt bad if we had just left him to go with some random strangers. I wasn't expecting it but that food and beer at the end was damn good... being exhausted works wonders for the appetite.