Whitewater Connection
Copyright© 2010 by John Darkscar
Chapter 1
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Two men on a whitewater canoe trip find some unexpected avdenture.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Slow
"Too bad you fellows weren't here last trip, eh." said the conductor, in his thick French-Canadian accent.
"Why's that?" I asked.
"Well de last time we came tru here, we dropped two ladies and dere canoe and stuff off right here", he replied. "Dey said dey were gonna do de river just lak you."
"Is that so? How old were they? And this was day before yesterday?"
"Oui. Dey were about tirty or so. Bit younger dan you. Not bad lookin, eider dey was."
"Well that's cool- maybe we'll catch up to them." said my partner, Jeff. "It would be nice to have some company on the river."
The old conductor chuckled knowingly. "Be nice to have someting warm in de sleeping bag. De nights, dey can get chilly even in de summer, eh." He concluded this thought with an outrageous wink.
I had to laugh. "Well, yeah, but it's safer to travel in groups, too. We originally had two other guys lined up to come, but one broke his leg playing softball, and the other had a family emergency and had to beg off. It was too late to line up anyone else, and we'd planned too long to give this trip up. We'll just have to be extra careful out there. We do have a locator beacon in case of a dire emergency, but I'd hate to have to cough up the money for the rescue bill!", I said with a smile.
"Oui, dat's right. Tousands of dollars, eh."
"Yep. Well we're burning daylight- let's get this stuff unloaded and let the rest of the good folks on this train get going."
Working together, it only took the three of us a few minutes to unload our 17 foot Old Town ABS canoe and all our gear.
"You boys need help getting dis stuff down to de lake?"
"Nahh, but thanks a lot for offering. We need to get used to carrying it. We'll be doing a lot of it in the next couple of weeks", said Jeff.
"Well, OK. Look- you fellows be careful out dere! My grandaddy, he used to run down dat river when he was trapping de furs. He told me lots of stories about de rough water. Be 'specially careful 'bout de gorge about halfway down. De river, he drop tru lots of rapids and falls, and the sides of de gorge, dey nuthin' but cliffs in places and real steep in udders. You get in trouble dere and you might not make it out, no matter if you got de emegency beacon or not!"
"Yeah- that's the place we've worried lots about. We got the topo maps and the aerial and satellite photos and it looks pretty tough. I found an old journal by a Scots fur trader that ran the river in 1886, and he said that the Indians had made some pretty good portage trails in there. I doubt if they're open today, since no one runs the river much, but we'll look for them.", I said.
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