We had a choice for a day out of either doing something active or a boat trip. I decided that we needed a break from pretty towns and a bit of an adrenaline rush would be best. What I didn’t realise was the just the drive to the canyon would give me that. We have been counting the warning arrows on the windy ( massive understatement ) roads and we hit the 7 warning sign all time high on this one. We made it safely however, met the guide and followed him to the office where we donned our flattering outfits: wet suits , helmets, life jacket and “nappy“ to protect the backsides of the wetsuits when we scraped on the rocks!

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We had a 5 minute drive to the canyon and set off clambering with our group down to the river. Our group had 13 people in it and we were the oldest by about 25 years! I have to say we did keep up with them though . The day involved basically floating through rapids in the water with our belly buttons in the air to try to make sure that our behinds weren’t too scraped by the rocks . The life jackets were pretty good so we were reasonably buoyant. We got lots of dunks but it was great fun. In-between, we would be clambering (or slipping) over big rocks and then jumping off them from a height into pools when we were told it was safe to do so. There were plenty in front of us so that Kate,as the family sacrificial lamb, was replaced for once.

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Callum did really well with his fear of heights and there was only one lot of noticeable jelly leg. In fact, it was him that decided we should upgrade from the basic to the extreme canyoning so that we could do the 55m repel next to the waterfall you can see in the picture. Have to say, the view of the way down was something else.

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It was about 4 and a half hours of fun but by the end we were pretty cold and ready to end the day. The next day, we definitely paid for all the fun though with the aching thighs!