Trip Report Day 5: Whitewater Rafting and Harpoon Harry's

We woke up, ate breakfast and got our gear on for whitewater rafting. The location was 45 minutes away, so we had to get on the road. Our reservation was for 11:30 a.m. We drove for a while and past some not so touristy spots in Tennessee until we got to the Smoky Mountain Outdoors headquarters.

When we got there, we checked in and were told to wait in an area with a lot of picnic tables. While we were waiting, my dad said, "I want a guide with a beard." So, when they tried to call our name (they could not pronounce it), we got assigned to Birdman and sure enough, he had a serious beard.

Birdman gave us our life jackets and helmets. Of course, my dad and Uncle George put the life jackets on wrong, so we had a quick laugh. We were given a brief overview of the paddle and how we should keep our hand over the T-grip or we could knock our neighbor's teeth out. I made sure my hand never left the handle of the paddle.

We all hopped on the bus and headed up the Pigeon River to where we would get our raft in the water. TK and my dad were assigned to the front of the boat because they were the strongest of us and I sat behind TK. We asked our guide why they called him Birdman. He told us that he has an African Gray and he used to take the bird to a lot of events. Eventually, people would say, "Hey, did you see that bird, man?" And, eventually Birdman stuck.

When we finally got in the water, I shoved my foot so far under the center and side of the raft, that they got numb at one point. I did NOT want to fall out of the boat and I didn't want to get yelled at for doing something wrong. I listened to Birdman instruct us on how to paddle and the directives he might shout out during our trip. During the ride down the river, there would be up to Class 4 rapids. I believe Class 6 is the highest.

As we traveled down the river, Birdman told us what each area was called. There was Microwave, Razor Blade, Tombstone, Rollercoaster, Accelerator and Powerhouse, to name a few. We also learned about some of the ecology and history of the River. Birdman said that after the whole life jacket debacle, he was nervous, but we all did great paddling and he didn't have to do much work at all or yell at us to keep our hands on our T-grips. We kicked butt!

At the end, we were able to jump in the water when it was calm and we were just drifting, so I did. The water was very refreshing. When Birdman pulled me back in the boat, I got really embarrassed because I flew right on top of him. Something embarrassing happens to me every time I do something adventurous. When I went ziplining in Hawaii, I almost knocked the guide off the platform with my butt and when we went zorbing, I tried to jump in the ball and my hips got stuck. That's just my way. I made sure to ask Birdman if that happens every time he pulls someone in the boat and he reassured me that it does. PHEW!

The trip lasted around two hours and we had a great time. I was able to check another item off of my life list. The only complaint I had was that Birdman never asked us our names ... I found that odd. I guess he didn't want to get to know us. That's too bad because we are pretty cool.

While we were driving back to the resort, we passed by the Bell Mason Jar factory and the Bush's Beans headquarters, factory and visitors' center in Dandridge, Tennessee. Too bad we didn't stop. I want to go there next time we visit because, honestly, I like beans. When we got to Pigeon Forge, we stopped at Arby's because we were all starving and we don't have one close to home. Also, my mother was not with us. She doesn't like Arby's.

When we got back to the resort, we showered and got ready to head out to Harpoon Harry's for dinner. It was pretty empty and the food was delicious. We had a nice quiet dinner with a few televisions to entertain us. I had a very refreshing beer and felt very relaxed afterward. We headed back to the resort and called it a night.