My grandmother is 87 years old and she said to me one day a few weeks ago, “What’s the river you raft on like? I wish I could see it sometime…”
Which gave me an idea to take her down the lower Kennebec Gorge…that with John’s help we brought together into a very cool reality this weekend.
I totally want to be like her when I grow up.
The thing I was most worried about (besides the weather) was getting her down the Carry Brook stairs…they are steep, long (120 stairs – great workout BTW to run them), and VERY slippery when wet.
She went down them like a pro. I could barely keep up with her!
Mom, Gram and I sat and watched the water come up into Carry Brook (the Kennebec River is dam released and has scheduled releases).
My grandmother kept smiling and smiling, she said she couldn’t beleive how beautiful it was, and that she couldn’t believe she was there.
Before long, John came rowing around the corner to pick us up.
It was pretty freaking awesome. She even got to see a bald eagle flying down the river - which, while not and uncommon sight here, is always an awesome thing to see.
I didn’t get a picture of that. I kind of suck at taking pictures of birds because I usually am gawking at them.
As we approached the end, my grandmother said she wished that she didn’t have to get out yet…John and I looked at each other and made a quick plan for an alternate take-out that would give her a couple more miles of floating.
I jumped out so I could shuffle some vehicles, and they went off down the river.
I met them a few miles downstream and after Mom and Gram got changed and John and I moved some gear around we went out to lunch at my gram’s (and my) favorite place to watch a sunset or grab some food in The Forks, The Hawks Nest.