Along
with several other dads and one mom, fifteen of us in all,in June 1998
we went camping in the hills of eastern Pennsylvania,
near the Lehigh River. Arriving Friday, we set up the tents alongside a lake andthe next morning boarded a bus for Jim Thorpe, where we launched our rafts.
Soon enough we were under way, with George paddling vigorously to assure our raft's lead.
Before long we found ourselves, rushing toward the first set of rapids. Luckily we had a competent guide leading...but what's that she's in" well, aless-than-inspiring inflatable kayak. In our ignorance, we doubted its stability. Andsure enough, over it went, and Laura and Elena were quick to help in Melodie's rescue.
The river grew calmer. The day warmer. Lunch on the rocks. Some splashing commenced.Then, into the river went Barry, soon followed by Danielle, Amy and Julia!
