No pictures at all of the Blast…. but it is imprinted in our memories, 4 miles tubing down the river, sometimes slow, sometimes fast , sometimes stuck , sometimes smooth as butter. all shades of green, mosses, leaves , ferns low hanging branches giving a hand to catch up to my loved one. Just the two of us drifting down , laughing, being sooooo elegant in recovering from getting stuck on a low soft rock or getting back on the saddle.
half way down we got caught in a thunderstorm but we missed the bulletin. pouring rain got us even more giddy and feeling good. The river was full, we thought , of the many rain and thunderstorms of the last week. After returning to the campground ,hanging on to the catch rope and being exhausted from the ab workout, I returned to the river an hour later to snap a few pictures. I thought I was at the wrong river as a flash flood had raised the water by at least 2-3 feet . A raging brown flood passed by the campground where just a few minutes ago we slowly drifted to a great day. Deidre is hurting and asleep , Cayman is not feeling well and I want a car to go drive around and shoot. No such thing here in Cherokee land. Great day!
Oculus Drift 
So nice again!,thanks!,,
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