Today we went river rafting, and much extreme fun was had. We are in Oak hill WV, which lies on the New River, which is actually the second oldest river in the world, after the nile. The rafting route travels past many abandoned coal mines, and most of the ruins seem to be named after tragic accidents that befell miners or river rafters.
West Virginia is beautiful, but it is an odd combination of hospitality and pricklyness. The campers we have met have been great. One fellow lent us his electric mattress pump (we have a hand pump), and the rafting guides are nice (but then, they are paid to be). But we were also warned of the speed traps, which apparently target out of staters, such as ourselves. I feel conspicuously yankeeish. From here we head to Chattahoochie National Forest, then west, to memphis.
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