Tuesday continued: So cursing under my breath, we fought our way through breakfast and then went to kit up for rafting. Luckily Kath had booked us on the "Row Frame" which meant we had a boat to ourselves with a guide who did all the work. Also we would be at the back and able to watch any disasters as they happen ahead.

The trip to the river was in old American school buses with hooting and whooping excited kids.... lovely. The phrase "totally frickin awesome" is rather over used here.

Got to the top of the river where there is a huge dam and hydro plant, The river flow is controlled through timed releases from the dam and our trip was during a medium sized release. The guides were busy winding the kids up but Robert (the son of the owner) was just chatting about the beautiful weather. We had a gentle breeze and cloudless skies, up to now they've had pretty poor weather.

So to rafting, I must say it wasn't up there on my list of things to do but now I can see the appeal. What a laugh, although could do without all the getting wet bit! In between the vaguely scary bits the drifting down the Kennebec River was lovely.

Post rafting was a steak lunch with the horrors, I mean kids. Luckily they all disapeared after lunch and we headed for the pool and the hot tub.
So to dinner which we again took in the lodge bar. What could of been a quiet night turned in to one of the best of the holiday. It all started by me talking to an ageing hippy called Frodo and his partner Maggy. He was an ex-politician who had dropped out to be a painter and decorator. This led to lemon drop shots.... Then we chatted to another 60's generation hippy chic which led to more drinking and finally they wanted to shut the bar so we had to go to bed... Probably just as well but a really good night.