Tired Of Disneyland? Take A Trip On The Wild Side

Fists pumping in the air, six of us stood in a circle on the sandy bank of the Rio Grande and chanted, "Umballa, Umballa, Umballa!" It was a bellowed incantation against the evil spirits of the river, which roared in the background. Then we wheeled around, hopped into our canoes, and paddled furiously down the throat of Hot Springs Rapids. Churning waves sloshed over gunwales. Adrenalin surged. And everyone came through upright.

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