Indulge in Life in America

After the two parties met, they found that Andrew was following along with two older men. One was a full-time motorboat driver and the other was an employee of the canoe company.

After greetings, the driver asked about yesterday’s situation and learned that Yang Cheng and the others had made a wise decision to dock after a big wave. They were also forced to dock yesterday because of the big wave.

For encountering such a big wave, no one can help, there is only one choice, and that is to wait! However, in his experience, this gust of wind should pass quickly.

The older white uncle kindly told Yang Cheng that it would be a pity to go back by boat like this. After all, it is impossible to play rafting every week. There may be only one or two opportunities in life, so it is better not to give up halfway.

You can drink coffee, eat snacks on the shore, take a walk around to see the scenery, and say that you can reach the other end of the lake and enter the Yukon Estuary in three hours, and then it will be safe.

After discussing with Yang Cheng, they also felt it was a pity to give up, so they decided to continue to wait, but Andrew and the others also stayed. They have experience in survival in the wild and have their protection. There are no few people who are either rich or expensive. Danger.

In this way, before leaving, the white uncle used GPS to record their location, and the staff of the canoe company also took note of their request for delay in returning the canoe.

As a result, everyone calmed down. With the supplies Andrew and the others brought, they held a party by the lake, but the scenery on the lake was not so beautiful, but they felt more at ease. Andrew and the others brought food that could satisfy at least ten days. And fuel!

Between eating and drinking, at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, they were pleasantly surprised to find that the waves on the lake were getting smaller!

Everyone did not hesitate anymore, packed their bags and loaded the boat as quickly as possible, and sailed out of the lake surrounded by big waves.

Although the waves were still one after another, they were still much smaller than yesterday. After a short while, I met two canoes like them on the lake.

I said hello and chatted with each other a few words. It’s a coincidence that everyone’s destination is Camax. Both are aunts on the two canoes. Looking at their healthy retirement life, it’s much better than dancing in the square. Toss, but at least not disturb the people.

But the good times didn't last long, and after about three hours of padding, the big wave broke again.

However, based on the experience of rowing in the past few days, coupled with the guidance of Andrew and others, let the boat travel in an "N" shape, and try to maintain a 30° angle between the bow and the big waves.

First align the bow of the boat at the center of the lake, and after marking 30 to 40 meters, spot the gap between the waves, immediately turn the bow of the boat to the direction of the shore, and repeat.

In this way, the canoe will neither be sucked to the center of the lake by the undercurrent, nor be hit by the waves to the shore.

Although the boat is very dangerous when turning around, it may be overturned by the waves if it is slower, but they have no better way. Despite all my strength to control the boat, the small canoe was eventually stranded on the shore by several big waves.

Here is another rocky beach. There is no tree to tie up a tent, and it is barely able to camp.

Drag the canoe ashore to avoid being washed away by the big waves, and then hike along the shore to find campsites.

The sky is endless. When turning around a bay, a sandy beach appears. A small stream is accompanied by a quiet water area, and the wind is blocked by rocks.

This is an excellent campsite. Everyone went back to the rocky beach, carried the necessary luggage to the campsite, and collapsed on the beach tiredly.

After analyzing the map and the information obtained the day before, it should not be too far away from the Yukon Estuary. A good meal will replenish your energy. You can enter the estuary to avoid the wind and waves tomorrow.

This is the fourth morning from the beginning of their rafting to the present. It is imagined that they will be able to enter the estuary in a few hours, and everyone is full of confidence!

Paddled one paddle after another, bypassing one bay after another. After an hour and a half passed, the river bays in front were still endless and there was no end in sight.

At this time, everyone’s physical exertion was huge. Several spoiled tender molds had rubbed bubbles on their palms, and Yang Cheng’s fingers were swollen like carrots and it was difficult to bend. At this time, he couldn’t help but regret it. Isn't Los Angeles preparing for the wedding? You have to take this risk.

But this idea, when they turned a bay, disappeared as the lake became abnormally calm.

Is it about to enter the river mouth? This is everyone's first reaction.

Because I saw a yacht parked on the shore from a distance, not a wide estuary, the yacht simply couldn't get in.

I immediately rowed over. It turned out that it was a family on vacation. After asking, I learned that this was the location of the Yukon Estuary and said that it would be 30 minutes away.

Finally saw the hope, can safely pass through LAKELABERGE!

William cheered everyone on, everyone was excited, but Lu Xun said: Before reaching the destination, you must never relax your guard.

Lu Xun: "??? I said this sentence?"

Before crossing this bay, the calm lake began to be choppy again. Several attempts to cross the big waves failed. The small boats were beaten up and down, beyond control. They were hit by the big waves again on the rocky beach!

In desperation, they had to abandon the boat to explore the way along the rocky beach, hoping to see the river mouth.

The image of holding wooden sticks and bear cans makes them look like the image of survival in the wilderness, but if it is Lord Bei, at least it should not look so embarrassed.

After walking through the three bays, the road was broken, and a large rocky mountain was in front of them. When there was no way to go, they had to go back the same way and return to the stranded place, seeing that they were about to reach their destination. They were not willing to wait like this!

So everyone decided to take the risk in the water and seize an opportunity. They successfully rowed the boat out of this big wave area and battled the waves one by one.

They had just rowed over the rocky mountain that could not be walked through, and the big wave pushed them onto the rocky beach again.

But in any case, they are one step closer to the estuary, they can only comfort and encourage themselves in this way.

Going ashore and continuing to explore the way, walking along the rocky beach through the bushes, and walking for nearly an hour, the scene they were looking forward to appeared-the Yukon Estuary!

Hope is right here, but because the lake suddenly enters the Yukon River from a width of 5 kilometers into the Yukon River, which is only a few tens of meters in width, a huge wave is formed in this area, and the canoe cannot pass.

How to walk through this big wave area? They returned to the place where they disembarked and tried to enter the water, dragging the boat along the shore to slowly move forward. This is feasible, but the cold lake water instantly soaked all over, no one wanted to give up at this time, about two hours Later, they can finally announce with pride that they have defeated LAKELABERGE and entered the Yukon Estuary.

Go ashore, open the bag, and take out the whiskey. First, they are shaking all over by the cold river water. They need alcohol to stimulate the heat. They embrace each other and enjoy the joy and happiness of relying on their perseverance, strength and wisdom to overcome difficulties and overcome danger. happy.

In addition to being happy, they did not forget to cook lunch. They were so tired that they had to replenish their energy to move on.

After eating, he adjusted slightly and continued to drive toward the depths of the Yukon River.

They thought they would be at ease when entering the river, but they miscalculated the situation.

The Yukon River is wide and far-reaching, full of islands and U-shaped bends, undercurrents surging from time to time under the water, which makes the bottom of the boat "boom", and when it is severe, it will lift the boat up.

The topography of the river bottom is complicated. As long as there are obstacles such as reefs or dead trees, the river surface will turn up waves.

When driving against the wind, the boat will only move forward inch by inch even with all its strength.

When passing through the island, they must follow the route marked on the map. They cannot cross at will, because some exits or shallow rocky beaches, or shallow beaches, the boat will run aground, and it is extremely difficult to row back against the current.

When they passed an island, they were supposed to drive on the left side of the island, but because the current was too fast, no matter how desperately they tried to control the boat, they were washed to the other end of the island by the rushing river.

Fortunately, they are lucky and the exit is unobstructed, otherwise they would not dare to imagine what the price would be to return to the original route.

They were swaying the paddles intently, and from time to time someone spoke up and energized them, carefully bypassing the undercurrents and torrents one after another, without daring to be slow and lax.

They had just rushed past LAKELABERGE, their physical exertion was huge, they decided to camp earlier.

According to the signs on the map, I saw a "goodcamp" ahead and rowed over excitedly. Unexpectedly, due to the rapid current, their canoes were washed over before they even landed, and watched the camp go further and further behind them. .

There are roughly two types of camps developed by the Yukon River. One is "goodcamp", which has better ground flatness and basically has some dry wood for campfires; the other is "potentialcamp", which literally means ~www.readwn.com~ can camp but the conditions are much worse.

Most of the camps have no obvious signs, and they can only be found by experience and feeling. Missing a camp means that you have to plan more than ten or twenty kilometers to reach the next camp.

The shore is either a dense forest or a rocky mountain, or it is soft and thick lichen, which immediately sinks when stepped on it. It is impossible to go ashore at any time, let alone find a flat ground to pitch a tent.

There is no way, sailing against the current is simply unrealistic. They can only continue downstream, but they summed up their experience and watched the terrain ahead nervously, for fear of missing the next camp.

Fortunately, William and the others have been praying for God’s help. The hard work paid off. Seeing the river bank vaguely like a path leading up to the slope, he learned the lesson from the last time and rushed towards the shore early. Go up.

When I got ashore, I saw a perfect camp. The tall woods flatten out enough ground for three tents. Several dead trees formed a "well" shape. In the center was a pile of bonfire ashes, and there was a lot of dry firewood beside it.

This is the trail of man!

txt download address:

phone-reading: