Where I live and grew up, we didn't have lakes, streams, or rivers anywhere nearby. This weekend, I was on a trip and some friends took me on my first-ever river rafting adventure. The river was pretty low, so we got hung up on some rocks a couple times. It was a very calm section, any "rapids" we hit were mostly Class I with one that might have eked into Class II, but probably not. It was mostly just a nice float down the river. FOCUS: Tell your awesome stories that involve being on the water. Did you kayak with walruses? Did you bring too many beers on a rafting adventure and hook up with somebody who looked like one?