Roaring down the Roaring Fork River in a raft

Wow, what a day.
7 of us were picked up in a bus and taken to a remote spot along the river. The clothes we wore were all wrong, no cotton, so we all stripped down on the bus. Nobody cared to look at each other while we changed into their wet, wet suits. The fleece they gave us to wear underneath was great. Then came the wet rubber boots and the wet life jacket.. Everything wet from the prior trip. Came along our instructor who gave us the save our lives talk. Then into the boat with paddles. Except for me who sat in the middle. And off we went.. Wow, over the rapids, bumping and bumping more, row front, row back, stop, icy cold water splashing us in the face, giggling and laughing all the way. A guaranteed laugh, a guaranteed smile. At one point I got a paddle but was quickly dismissed entering the wildest part of the river waves. We rafted for 2 hours, all thrilled, but eager to get dry. The strangest part was how exhausted we all were, trembling inside I suppose from the intensity of a wild fun day. Carol Sue Gershman