Home at last and able to get the paddling photos off the CD from Yellowstone, Day 21.
For the paddle, we met at the outfitter’s store in downtown Gardiner, then shuttled to the put-in which was about three blocks away – then we had to portage the raft down to the water, about 100-yards over a rock-strewn path. Since I was wearing my Florida beach shoes with soles suitable for sand and shell, the rocks were murder on my feet.
We were lucky again with our group – after the morning horse riding where we were the only ones, we now got to paddle with only three others (a mother and her two sons) in our group.
We got on the river and headed for the rapids, running Class II and some Class III.
Our guide was great and knew how to put the boat right where he wanted it.
Aryn’s been talking about whitewater for months, so this gave her a taste and didn’t seem to put her off, so I expect to see her rolling and spinning soon.
