Today marks the third time we made it to float down the Shenandoah River on tubes, or scientifically speaking, tubing. It’s about 40 minutes from home. There are two options, flat water and white water. The first – is essentially a typical river near Moscow. You float, drink beer from a bottle labeled as juice. Boring, but it attracts the main bulk of people. White water – is a mountain river of about a third-degree difficulty, in some places. On site, they really scare people about the difficulty, causing them to downgrade their bought pass to flat water. In our presence, two families switched. Well, about the difficulty. There are no clear movement lines, just rocks, the rapids are generally not dangerous, but still, a tube is a tube. It’s poorly controllable. There is no helm. Your arms are the paddles. I capsized from it about three times. I quickly learned that when falling, you need to raise it high above your head because any touch of the water sweeps you along with it to the rocks, but this way, you can manage, albeit barely, to stay in control and consciously do something. Overall, I got a few bruises and bumps, but the family seems not to have fallen even once, and it looks like I’m the only one who got sunburned. In general, a wonderful way to spend three hours floating five kilometers.
Hi, I'm Rauf Aliev. 