Exciting, fun and humorous family adventure vacation story. A wild and challenging raft trip my children and I took through the River of No Return Wilderness in Idaho on the Middle Fork of the Salmon River.<br><br>From planning for the trip, travel by small plane, fascinating river guides, and mixed bag of clients, to running wild white-water rapids, spills and thrills on the river, wildlife encounters, camping, hiking, and forest fires, the story tells how our family rose to the challenge and grew from the experience.<br><br>Set in one of the great remaining wilderness areas of the United States, the story evokes in your mind the sights, sounds, smells and feelings of being on the Middle Fork of the Salmon River. You will see the breathtaking vistas, hear the thundering rapids, smell the campfires, and feel the splash of cold water from the white- water rapids drench your body.<br><br>When you are done reading the story you will probably get the itch to raft the Middle Fork too!
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Thomas Walsh. Rafting the River of No Return Wilderness - The Middle Fork of the Salmon River
Chapter 1. The Idea
Chapter 2. Preparation
Chapter 3. Getting There
Chapter 4. Orientation
Chapter 5. The River
Chapter 6. The Put In
Chapter 7. Mothers Don’t Let Your Children Grow Up to be River Guides
Chapter 8. Marble Creek Camp
Chapter 9. Marble Creek Rapids
Chapter 10. Jackass Rapids
Chapter 11. The Snake Who Came to Lunch
Chapter 12. Shelf Camp
Chapter 13. Who’s Watching Who
Chapter 14. Johnnie Walker Camp
Chapter 15. Flying B Ranch
Chapter 16. Survey Creek Camp
Chapter 17. Redside and Weber Rapids
Chapter 18. Parrot Placer Camp
Chapter 19. Rubber and Hancock Rapids
Chapter 20. Cache Bar
Chapter 21. Salmon, Idaho
Chapter 22. Homeward Bound
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In the spring of 1994, I had never heard of the Middle Fork of the Salmon River in Idaho. We lived in Barrington, Illinois at the time. A desirable, some would say “tony”, northwest suburb of Chicago. We purchased a home there because the schools were very well regarded, but the traffic was terrible. It would take half an hour to drive a mile across town in rush hour. The downtown area was charming despite the traffic. My favorite spots were the movie house and the sandwich shop next door which served up huge sandwiches piled high with deli meats. Being recent transplants in a job related move we did not know many people, which made settling in a challenge. While people were friendly, they were often caught up in their own lives and careers, and not terribly interested in acquiring new friends. In this atmosphere, I was always open to an opportunity to escape.
1994 wasn’t a particularly good year or bad year for us. For me it was another one of those grinding years where it kept sinking in that I was now in middle age and maybe, just maybe, I would not achieve the goals I had set for myself. I was a senior executive with a well-known consumer products company. I had two great kids, Tommy a junior in high school, and Sheila soon to graduate from middle school. Lee, my wife, the light of my life, the anchor in my sometimes stormy world was the glue that bound us together as a family. She was and still is the consummate cheerleader and care giver.
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I sprang the idea on Lee first, then Sheila. The reaction was great and greater. There was one hang up though. Sheila did not want to be the only kid to go on the trip. Solution – although she wanted this to be her trip, Sheila suggested that Tommy go too. That was settled, now what about Mom?
While Lee was wildly enthusiastic about the trip for me and the kids, she was very apprehensive about it for herself. More importantly, Lee wanted the trip to be a father/daughter experience (she kind of ignored the fact that Tommy was going too).
