Day FOURTEEN South | Freeo Grande

The free day was finally here and the excitement was obvious. It was time to canoe on the Rio Grande. The general question around camp was whether or not we would have enough water to canoe and depending on who you ask they might give you varying answers. Either way we headed and made out towards the border with our best canoeing (swimming) gear. 

Upon arriving, we realized that our definition of canoeing, being just canoe and water, now included one more thing: rock, and lots of it. The river had lots of the river-bed showing. This, despite being frustrating, managed to be calming. An interesting point to be made is that throughout the entire time we were canoeing, we were right in between Mexico and the United States.  






After 2 ½ hours of hard work and awe-inspiring moment, we arrived at our mid-way point of the boomerang trip. This stop consisted of lunch, sun-bathing, cold-water swimming, and a few people attempting to venture through the “birthing canal," a tight spot in a nearby canyon. And yes, now would be an appropriate time to laugh. Next, we regrouped and turned the canoes downstream. 






After beating the sunset by the slimmest of margins, we took a deep breath and attempted to process what we just saw. Although many of our possessions were damaged, we feel safe in saying that every last one of us looks fondly upon that day. 

Tom and Jiali