John boated the upper Ocoee today. I drove shuttle, and went mountain biking. They had the Olympics on part of it in 1996. I sat down there and watch the boaters go by on the class IV rapids.
John found a young kayak god to boat the upper Ocoee with. His wife is too much of a wimp-oops, I mean she ran the shuttle. . .
I went biking up the edge of the river. Here is one of the rapids from the bike trail. And a rhododendron.
mountain laurel, and some kind of pink flower
butterfly, and wintergreen
After biking I sat by the class IV where they had the 1996 Olympics and watched.
A raft stuck in one of the holes
This last lady forgot her boat.
Ducktown- a quacking good place! And then back to North Carolina. Tomorrow we are going back and we are going to run the lower Ocoee- only wimpy class II and III rapids.
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