All mine, muahahaa. *practises ominous evil voice and laughter as Halloween is nearing*<br/><br/>Oh, that sure was exciting, adrenalin in overabundance, cool!  XD Your friend, if she's scared of the river or the sea, of being in the water, this must have asked a lot of courage of her, and been downright scary when the raft turned and she was out and under... I admire her for it, many wouldn't be persuaded to come on such a rafting expedition with that fear in their system. You did really well, especially after being hit on the head by a raft, and she's sure lucky you watched out for her the way you did.<br/><br/>I remember the rush of panic I once had in the Atlantic right after a storm. It was still forbidden to swim there, but we did (I could never resists such things, storms, thunderstorms, the sea going wild). There were such giant waves, beautiful, the biggest I've ever seen. They had created a sandbank overnight you couldn't see from the shore, and only when you were almost on top of it. My wave broke and crashed me onto it so hard it knocked all the air out of my lungs, and then the next ones rolled in very fast, which made it very hard to push up and away from the bank enough to draw a breath before more water slammed you back and weighed you down (once I could breath again at all). I might have made it out eventually, but someone had seen me and pulled me away sideways. Maybe he rescued me, maybe not, but it sure felt good to be in his arms and catch my breath again. ;)