The following was inspired by six great days of paddling, finishing up with a soak in the hot tubs, and a cold beer for the ride back to Quito…..

It is our last day of kayaking and oh how far we’ve come
So let’s end as we started-
in Quito on night number one.

We were all sitting down at a similar table,
thinking of all the rapids we would paddle if we were so able.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That first night was like Christmas Eve as we couldn’t quite sleep, with dreams of kayaking
and the body parts we wanted to keep!

We were feeling good the next day  
as we opened our eyes, and consulting the eight-ball…
we knew it was now up to our guides.                 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Over the pass did we head,seemingly into the clouds;
outfitting boats in Borja
now to the river-“oh wow!” 

Here we go! we rejoiced as we drove to the river
the sun was shining brightly and we started to quiver.

 

 

 

 

 

We paddled the mighty Quijos and all was ok,
with adrenaline pumping;
The Vote: Day One was a great day!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Day two began with Bob dropping his boat;
Then some scouting of rapids.
It was an exciting day in the Canyon made good with antacids!

 

By now Dave was seeing quite clear,
but he stayed in Borja to mend after a bout with Chaos
a rapid which we now all hold so dear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lori and I paid lots of rent to follow Brian
though each rapid he kept shouting “SPACE”
and we’d cry back “We’re try’n!”

Ann bravely paddled with Ken
around a near-river wide hole
and Florida Dan showed us play moves
when he wasn’t too cold.

 

 

 

 

 

Soon we headed off to the mighty old jungle,
in search of more rivers and coke zero
So Capt Kirt would not grumble.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art hopped around like a kid in the bus
all the while taking photos en route to the jungle,
where we found all the monkeys making a fuss.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We paddled two days on the Jatunyacu,
and here I personally tried to see
just how many silly swims I could do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wednesday night it rained and it rained,
it poured and it poured
and Dave didn’t even hear Cpt Kirk as he snored.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Paddling big jungle waves was really a blast,
but soon we had to pack up; sad knowing Thursday
was second to last.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The rain did not stop us and it was really a treat
that we could paddle a jungle run
and on the same day a cool creek.

 

 

 

 

 

Oh so much to tell–how about the water slide!
Such a lot of fun we did have thanks to Angel
and our great group of guides.

 

 

PS Share in the fun we had all week through our photos!