It’s pretty much a slow-moving party, with humans floating in tubes and drinking, smoking, eating, and who knows whatever else along the way. On this day, we didn’t see any poop on the current, but did see lots of beer cans on the bottom of the river.
Nevertheless, we laughed and lazed, catching up on life while the relentless sun shined down. The beers tasted great.
Seeing the wild ponies was a highlight.
I’d do it again, with a few more beers next time.