April 25th
Anzac Day
We finished off yesterday evening with dancing to a cover band at the Casino with our Irish pals. Great evening. Bernie and I got back to the hostel, and slept.
Then we went whitewater rafting down the Tully River. It was pretty fun, but very intense. Our guide was stuck with a boat full of six girls.
Here are pictures of us having fun:
During the first half of the trip, we got trained on the different positions we had to take in the boat on certain rapids and how to paddle. We stopped and jumped off of a giant rock into the river. It was exhilarating.
Then we decided to ask the rafting guide "what's the worst thing that's ever happened to you while rafting?" He told us he'd tell us after the day was over. We really should have listened to him, but instead the girls begged him to just tell us. He did.
Two years ago he pulled a dead girl out from under the water.
So that was terrifying to hear.
We then went for our midday break, ate lunch, digested the food and that information and then hopped back on the bus to go to the hard part of the river. Yay...
This time, after hitting probably the first rapid on the second half of the trip, our raft flipped. After hearing the story earlier about the girl who drowned when their raft capsized, this was an incredibly frightening experience. We also tipped over where there was a camera.
Scariest moment of the whole trip, but I floated out well and another raft picked me up. I love life jackets.
So we rafted on in terror after that, and we made it over the rapid where the girl died two years ago. The rest of the trip was quiet, but enjoyable. We got back on the bus and headed back to Cairns for our last night before our plane trip. We were exhausted, but the girls and I went out for dinner and then finished some pineapple.
We had an early flight the next morning, but it was Anzac Day so I went exploring. There was not much to see. There were a bunch of Australian navy people around town. I went home early.
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