Rockin' R Toobing.

The place: Rockin' R Toobing and Rafting. yes. with two o's.

The time: early afternoonish. sometime past noon. hey. we're on vacation ... who carries a watch on vacation?

The people: Me. John 2. John 3. Meg. Erin. The cooler.

The libations: Hurricane mix, made with the better part of a handle of rum. and as much Bud Light as cooler could carry. 18 rack?

The rental: Two regular toobs - for the womenfolk. Four toobs with a hard plastic bottom - three for the guys who didn't want strange rocks invading their hindquarters - one for cooler.

The trip: down the Guadalupe. over three sets of rapids. under two bridges. over one six foot water break. and somehow by the end we four of us had become tied to cooler, for our safety.

The food: Sonic. around 5 p.m. breakfast?

The ride: dictated by Garmin ... not TomTom ... fools that we were. after our fifth left hand turn ... we realized that something was wrong.

The dinner: steak. 6 pounds of perfectly grilled marinated teriyaki steak. mashed potatoes. 5 pounds of mashed potatoes with chives and fresh pressed garlic. 2 pounds of sauteed green beans. I think when we went to the store we were either hungry, or so strong that we thought that the food weighed nothing.

The sleep: In a bed again! much desired and needed, but unexpected again! perhaps we'll be so mellow from having slept two nights in a row in beds, that the next couple thousand miles will fly by? maybe?

The recap: toobing - awesome. toobing on a sunny day over rapids, interspersed with calm flats, and a cooler and friends - awesome-er.