I arrived to meet the very nice group travelling with us as we hopped in the pickup truck and began our journey outside of Chiang Mai. We stopped enroute at a local market to get supplies but alas they had no rain coats in my size. Victoria has promised to make me one in the bottom of hers if we encounter a storm!
Once we arrived we got straight into our swimming suits and our little group of seven was split onto two bamboo rafts ready for us to raft down the river. Our guide who could not have been more than twelve, guided the raft expertly with a long bamboo pole stopping only to hit the water occasionally yelling snake or crocodile! It was a wonderful journey leisurely gliding through a jungle river.
The Camp was a long hut on stilts with two bamboo platforms and we all started making our beds for the night before eating a lovely meal prepared for us in pots over an open fire! It gets dark at precisely 6:30pm and after dinner we played cards, but all of us were so exhausted that we were in bed by 7:30pm. (I think that is a first for me!)