I made children laugh all over Mexico, I was a very funny spectacle to them. As we floated past small villiages children would come streaming out of their adobe houses and the surrounding jungle foilage. They ran along-side us, on shore, to get a better look at us and our whitewater boats. Often they seemed a little frightened, but more often they wore huge grins, and were fascinated. Many of them had never seen craft like ours, much less a middle-aged Norte American women oaring a urethane cataraft – I was hilarous to them.
- Easy put-in spot, Rocky’s kayak on road and my frame hanging on the truck rack on the right side of this picture.

Chai, our shuttle driver, from Juchetango. We ended up hiring him away from his Carneceria to run shuttle for us three times.

Rocky Contos kayaks alongside the Sabino tree lined banks of the first canyon (Canon Zabache) on the upper Atoyac river.

Lacey Anderson contemplating what might be ahead in this gorge - Rocky Contos photo www.sierrarios.org

Lacey scouting a very long class IV (V- possible, at the flows we had?) - Rocky Contos photo www.sierrarios.org

After the rapids eased to class III, there was a limestone wall and sabinos reappeared - Rocky Contos photo www.sierrarios.org

Colorful grasshoppers (Saltamontes) were on many of the prickly pears - Rocky Contos www.sierrarios.org

Rocky and I (Lacey) at Juchatengo, about 120 km downstream of our put-in. We continued downstream - Rocky Contos www.sierrarios.org.

Lacey Anderson enjoying the class III action of the middle Atoyac river - Rocky Contos www.sierrarios.org