Jacks Fork - Sunset through the car window
Karen was the only one who flipped, in the kayak against a log while out of sight of Jon and me. She took home some scratches on her leg as reminder of her first float trip - I hope those heal soon!
The van driver who drove us back to the rental center at the end of the float was trying to make conversation by telling outrageous tales, including being able to drive the 8 miles back in 4 minutes flat, and shooting his guns at "dogfighting" aircraft at night. Anyway, I was too tired and sore to argue with him, although I had to at least let him know I knew he was pulling my chain when he tried to retell this story. I'm not sure if he was trying to start an argument, or fishing for tales of gullible city-slickers to tell later.
Anyway, we ate at Ozark Orchard in town, which was pretty good. I had fish, Karen a burger, and Jon some kind of fish sandwich - and we all had root beer floats.
We rode highway 19 back, which was full of twists, turns, and impatient locals whom I fully willed to pass me when they had the opportunity. During the drive, Karen took pictures of our sunburned feet, which I will refrain from posting here. Mine look pretty purple today.
Here's a picture of the sunset someone managed to snap on the ride home. The sun was pretty far gone by the time we pulled up to my apartment at 11, but it was a beautiful day.