As if jumping off a big cliff wasn’t enough excitement for one day, in the afternoon we slipped/squeezed into wet suits one more time and made for the rapids of the Kawarua river. With five rafts to choose from, we wimped out and opted for the “dry boat”, as in they promised not to turn the thing over on purpose. The first section was quite gentle, the clear fast moving river slopped over a couple of rapids and gave us a little bump, but nothing too bad, we even had time to have a swim in the river. Then the real rapids came. With our guide ‘The Chief’ screaming for us to paddle, the raft headed for the huge wave in the middle of the rapids, a few bumps later and I’d left my seat, fortunately not as much as the woman behind who’d left the raft. We tried to pick her up, but the currents were too strong and so left her to climb onto another raft. More rapids were around the corner, with waves coming into the boat there was nothing to do but focus on paddling, and enjoy the splashes! It was knarly!