Redneck Rafting

On Saturday, Maddy and her parents and I went to a town that was so typical Alabama. I loved it! It was like what you see in movies about the south and the small towns with plantations and hillbillies.

There is this farm. Maddy called to get directions to the farm but she couldn't understand with the lady's heavy accent. She heard the freeway to freeway then something about a canoe.

After a few wrong turns we found it.

They didn't take credit cards, I don't know why we expected them to, so we had to find an ATM and come back. You pay this guy $10 and pick out a tube. Then you and your tube hop in the back of a pick-up truck and get dropped off at the river.

It takes about 2 hours to get down the river to where you parked. You go over a few little rapids and pass a rope swing or two, meet some southerners, see a turtle and a snake and some cows, and just enjoy the ride.

Let me define redneck rafting though. The other people there rented an extra tube and tied it to their own. In that extra tube they put a cooler full of beer. The second tube took priority while going over 'rapids.' Hilarious if you ask me.

F-pod: Joe Williams. He said he got his hat from Britney Spears and said he could hook us up with a place to stay if we want to visit. He also shouted that he needed to pee but he was scared it would propel him down the river too fast. Yeah he was completely wasted. My favorite line of his was "casper called and wants his legs back!"

At the end of the river, there was a cliff you could jump off and another rope swing. There was a ladder to the cliff with platforms every 8 feet-ish for jumping. I made it off the top of the ladder (25-30 ft) but couldn't bring myself above that. It's probably a good thing though.

I would have been the only one to do it sober.