August Adventures – Rafting
August has been quite the busy month. Lots of travel, lots of adventures, lots of firsts…
The first week of August, fourteen friends from church and I piled into three vehicles and hit the road for West Virginia to raft down the New River.
We headed east to WV on Thursday afternoon, arriving at our destination – River Expeditions – at dinner time and set up camp. Our plan was to camp Thursday night, raft the river Friday morning, camp Friday night and head back to northern KY on Saturday.
Thankfully, there weren’t many people around when we arrived, so we were able to find a quiet, open spot toward the back of the campground with plenty of room to set up our “tent city.” We were very fortunate it wasn’t crowded – we needed a lot of room for our 8 tents.
After getting the tents set up, we focused on a building a fire, which took a while to get going since the wood was wet from a storm earlier in the day, but we prevailed, roasted hot dogs and s’mores and relaxed for the evening.
Around nine o’clock Friday morning, we hit the river. The weather was great – sunny and a little on the warm side, which would feel great once we were on the water. This was my third time rafting the New River, fourth time rafting overall (the other time was on the Arkansas River in Colorado). Though I had been on this river before, I’ve never had the same experience twice. The water level was on the low side, but that didn’t affect our experience at all.
The trip was about four and a half hours long, with a break for lunch along the river bank about half way through. A majority of the group had never been rafting before, but they all did great and enjoyed the experience. Only one person fell out of the raft I was in, and that was only after our guide “surfed” for the fourth time. We could tell he was trying to knock someone out.
One experience I had this time that I hadn’t in the past was the Halls of Karma. It was basically a whirlpool that when you jumped into it, would keep you down for a few seconds then pop you up down river.
After the rafting trip, we took a trip to the New River Gorge Bridge overlook. The bridge is the third largest arch bridge in the world, the largest in the Western Hemisphere.
Camping on Friday night was a completely different experience from Thursday night. It was packed! Tents were pitched in any space big enough to fit one. Lots of people stayed up late talking and making all kinds of racket, which didn’t bode well for our 6am wake-up call the next morning.
Kudos go out to Kristy, who not only survived and enjoyed her first rafting experience, but also her first camping experience! She’s a trooper!
All in all, another fun rafting adventure. Next year, it’s time to step it up a notch – Gauley River or bust!











