We rafted the Rio Yaque de Norte. I have never been a part of a rafting trip that was more of raft guide comedy show than this one. Their antics were constant; jumping into the river off rocks, yelling, joking, smacking their paddles on the water, getting the rafts caught up on rocks, acting as if they were nervous about the upcoming rapids, surfing. You name it.
Our raft surfing a hole, notice the water level?
Another raft getting out of a surfing hole.
Our raft: us, two spanish speaking folks and two Brits in the front. The Brits' steady commentary reminded Ryan of Mystery Science Theater 3000. He couldn't stop laughing.
The Brits and the other woman rescuing our boat off this rock after the rest of us and our guide Jose aka "Rambo" fell out. Dios Mio!
Alas we survived :) And that silly leaf the guide stuck in my helmet stayed the whole time.
Our ride back in an open air truck through Jarabacoa.
After some lunch we took a horseback ride to this 80ft/25m waterfall, Salto de Baiguate.
As we arrived, it started raining.
And then it started pouring. It was a chilly, soggy ride back. We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening warming up under the covers reading books until dinner.
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