I went white water rafting for the first time on Saturday with Andrew, his friend Russ, his girlfriend Karen, and about 21 of her closest friends. (This is a trip she organizes every year.) We were on the Lower Youghiogheny River, which is apparently the most popular rafting spot east of the Mississippi. In fact, when I told my parents I was going rafting, but I had no idea where, they asked if it was the Lower Yough. They went rafting there thirty years ago.
The water level was very high, at 5 and a half feet, compared to a more normal 1.5 feet, which gave us a very quick trip, of about an hour and half. And apparently, according to Karen, a much more exciting (and scary) ride than usual. There were several times when I was quite sure I was going to fall out of the raft, but I never did. In fact, nobody in our raft fell out. We saw several people in the other rafts "go swimming," and one raft flipped completely over, dumping everyone. There were several times when I got so much water forced into my nose and mouth that I couldn't breathe for several seconds.
I'll be posting some pictures and vidcaps later, as soon as I get my hands on them.
Here's an interactive map of the rapids. We put in at the bottom, where it says Ohiopyle, and we got out at the second take-out, the one at the top. And here's a good description of the lower Yough.
On the whole, it was a fun experience, and I was glad I did it, but I'm not sure I'd want to do it again. All the parts where I normally would have been having the most fun, if this were, say, a roller coaster, or a white-water amusement park ride, I was either too scared of falling out, or so waterlogged that I was just struggling to breathe. There were several parts where our raft was just surfing the waves, and those were fun. But I think I could have done without the more violent rapids.