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lots to list here too, but here's one...
I grew up along the Farmington River in northwestern CT and there is a stretch of River called the Tarrifville Gorge. It is a good run of rapids and during the summer we would spend all day tubing down the rapids and swimming. Well in the Spring when the water is really high, they hold competitons and tryouts for the olympic Kayak team and it draws people from all over the country. We'll a few buddies and I (the locals) decide we are going to show them who owns the river. We make a raft of about ten inner tubes tied together and decide that we are going to run the rapids. We ran through the gorge almost taking out a few yakers along the way. We make it through the gorge and then to a place called the dam, where white rushes through a partially worn through dam. It is white water city. We take our makeshift raft through it and flip over. Frog men, who were in the water trying to keep us from ruining the event, are now on a search and rescue misssion. I surfaced after being underwater for what seemed like forever and climbed onto a rock. My buddies came up down river a few hundred yards, all ok. We didn't get arrested, but we got an ear full....
I got many more....
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