November 10th, 2023
One of the
main activities to do in Jinja is rafting on the Nile…who could say no to that?!? I’ve gone rafting a few times before, but the
photos looked more extreme than what I’ve done before, with a real chance of
flipping the raft!
The resort
where I was staying was pretty quiet, but I knew that there were 3-4 other
rafters joining me. I had seen a group
of young travelers the night before, 4 blonde women and a blonde guy, but that
was too many people to fit the bill.
Turns out it was the right group of people although only 3 of them were
rafting as the other 2 were feeling ill from the effects their anti-malarial
pills. We sat for breakfast, a slightly
more substantial breakfast than the usual one included with the accommodation,
and got to know each other better.
They were
Danes who were on their gap year before starting university and they were all
staying at an “adventure school” on the island of Zanzibar, off the coast of
Tanzania, which is a place I plan to visit on this trip. They were very friendly and it looked like it
was going to be fun day. There was Ina,
Sophia and Signe (supposedly a common Danish name, pronounced “seen-uh”). After we finished our breakfast, our main guide,
Tim, came over and introduced himself.
We grabbed our gear on got on the bus that was pulling a trailer with a
couple of rafts. Tim told us that it was
about a 50 minute drive to our destination.
We arrived
at the put-in spot and had our safety briefing from Tim. We were joined by one other rafter who had come
by mini-van, also named Tim, who was from Michigan. Rafting Tim is aspiring to become the main
guide for the company as the current head honcho, Juma, is ready to retire. Juma was there to observe and provide
feedback to Tim. I had read that there
was a big water slide to enter the water to start the trip, as there was also a
big slide back at the resort, but unfortunately the one at the river was out of
order. Juma claimed that the river water
was too low, but my suspicions were that the pump wasn’t working to get water
to the top of the slide to make it slippery.
No biggie, we just walked down the stone steps as the rafts slowly slid
down a couple of slim steel pipes.
Tim's safety briefing:
Once we were
in the water, and out towards the middle of the slow-moving Nile, we started
our safety exercises. Tim talked about
how to get back into the raft and then proceeded to flip the raft on us, so we
could practice for real. I was quite
impressed with their focus on safety.
There’s a chance that you could get stuck under the raft if it flipped
(a little bit of foreshadowing here), so all of us had to swim under the
upturned raft, hang out for a bit, and then duck back out, which isn’t super
easy while wearing a life jacket.
There were
going to be five sets of rapids on our trip.
Unlike my previous rafting trips where it was relatively continuous
class 3 or questionable class 4 rapids, this section of the Nile has been
quietened by the installation of a couple of hydroelectric dams. So, there were a few half hour sections of
quiet water, followed by some class 4 rapids and perhaps a class 5.
The first
rapids were class 4 (or grade 4 as they call it here). I was in the front of the raft, and we
slammed pretty hard into the first wave.
One of the Danish girls lost her paddle but I was able to grab it. Everyone enjoyed the rush of our initial
introduction to the power of the Nile.
The second
set was pretty decent but for the third one, we actually had to put to shore
and walk a little way before we put back in.
The bit we skipped was considered class 6 (I didn’t realize there was
that level) and we were glad we didn’t have to run it as it looked quite
treacherous. Tim ventured down the
rapids solo in our raft and Moses (good name for dealing with water) in the
safety boat also rode it down.
Impressive stuff guys!
We put back
into the river and as we approached the big standing wave, Tim yelled out “Paddle
hard, paddle hard!”. No offense to the young
Danish ladies, but I don’t feel a few of them understood the idea of leverage
of how to hold a paddle properly and the power just wasn’t there. We started to spin and hit the wave which immediately
flipped us over to the left side…my side.
I found myself trapped under the raft, in the middle section. I was glad that we had down this drill right
at the start of the trip. There is a
pocket of air under a flipped raft but when you’re in class 4 rapids, there’s a
lot of shit going on. I tried three or
four times to get out from under the raft but with the craziness of the turbulent
water, I couldn’t escape, and swallowed a lot of it.
The big flip:
In what seemed
like an eternity, but was probably only 10-12 seconds, I finally escaped the
underwater cavern but still swallowed some more water as I gasped for air in
the rapids. Then I realized the
exhilaration of scaring yourself almost to death…well, it wasn’t that close,
but it sure got the adrenaline going.
I happened to find a paddle floating beside me, which I grabbed, and then saw Tim on the upturned raft close to me. He flipped it over, I handed him the paddle as he had lost his, and then climbed in. We saw US Tim and one of the Danish girls nearby and pulled them in to the boat. We could see that another paddler was in the safety boat, but where was the last of the five of us? Tim spotted her. It was Ina who was straddled around the front of one of the safety kayakers, way down river from us. Whew, everyone survived!
Once we were all reunited in the raft, the Danish girls excitedly replayed the scenario, unfortunately in Danish, to each other. I almost asked them to speak in English so we would know what they went through, but I thought I’d let them have their moment.
Juma joined us after that set of rapids and did a bit of debriefing about the flip. I was impressed with his insight and how he attempted to calm people’s nerves and trepidations. He offered to the girls, who seemed to be a bit frazzled from the event, that they could ride in the safety boat to avoid the fourth set of rapids while American Tim and I would go for it. They were happy with that but as we got close to the rapids, there were calls by Juma to paddle hard to try and avoid them. We spun around backwards and slammed through a nice standing wave, similar to the first one we had hit. All was good and I kinda of figured, correctly, that Juma had put them through that rapid knowing that they would enjoy it. He mentioned later that the fact that they didn’t see it coming assuaged their fears and I do think they enjoyed it.
The backwards run through the rapids:
Young Emma, the son of the photographer, has just started to learn how to kayak.
Almost immediately, we paddled hard to hang out in an eddy behind a small island off to the side. Juma instructed us to get out onto the rocks and the raft was pulled out of the water and dragged a bit upstream from where we had just come. I didn’t understand what was going on. I joked with Juma that it was easier to go in the other direction, with the flow of the river.
The idea was that we were going to hit that standing wave again, but we were going to try and surf it. The Danish girls opted to stay in the safety boat while US Tim and I were in, along with Juma and Tim. They deflated the boat a bit to give us a better chance of hanging out on the standing wave. We were given a briefing about our plan of action. If we were told to go right or left in the boat, it meant chuck your paddle away and just focus on getting to the upside of the raft, to see if we could get it to stay stationary on the wave.
We set off, paddling hard upstream before being twisted quickly around before riding up the slope of the wave. American Tim was immediately chucked out of the raft and soon after the boat continued a bit downstream. Juma, guide Tim and I paddled hard to harbour behind the island again, and we decided to try again. Meanwhile US Tim was rescued by one of the safety kayaks.
Losing Tim:
This time we lasted a bit longer, but I was ejected, not realizing that I should get super low in the raft. Well, it was fun none the less. I felt like I was bucked off a bronco.
The last
rapid was pretty tame and Tim and I decided to jump out of the raft and swim
down it. We reached the exit point and
after changing and getting a nice cold beer, we started our drive back to the
Nile River Explorers place. What a great
afternoon!
That
evening, the five of us in the rafting group went for a sunset cruise on the Nile. We set off from the resort with our host Davis,
captain Andrew, another Moses who was the boat engineer and 15-year-old Emma (a
boy’s name here in Uganda, I think short for Emmanuel), who was kayaking with
us earlier. His older brother was one of
the safety kayakers and his dad was the photographer during the day. Lucky guy to be exposed to this sport at such
a young age in this country.
Our sunset cruise boat:
We had some
appetizers and drinks and enjoyed a cruise up the Nile towards Lake Victoria
(although we didn’t reach it there). We
did get to see a bungee jumper and some amazing birds.
From left to right, Signe, Sophia, Ina and Tim.
What a lovely way to finish the day!
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