Author: Rachael (writing as Sherlock Poirot)
Location: Rio Toachi and Blanco
Today started like any other day - a hot cup of java and a quick scan of the newspaper. I wuz lookin' for this dame, I think Cher's the name, who'd been kidnapped out her families noses. I wuz told it would be a doozy, but when I realized I'd be looking for her at the bottom of class 4 white water rapids, the whole story got a mite stranger. I was game, for a higher price. The fam threw lunch in the deal, and I was in. Too bad they couldn't 'a told me 'bout the treachery of my boatmates - we flew over a big swell and it pushed me out. Sure I was drowning, my only thought was, "I hope I still get paid."
Flickr Photos from Today
Flickr Photos from this Voyage
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