Our first adventure tour was to the foothills of the Andes, for a day of trekking, rapelling and canopying (I like the Spanish word better, "Tiroleza", attaching yourself to a wire and gliding down it at a pretty good speed.
Depending on how this story is told, it will either be a day of fun and adventure, or a day that didn't quite live up to expectations. Becky's version will be the first, since she has largely an pleasant outlook on life, and Tac's will be the latter, since he's demanding and expects a lot from life and every adventure it offers.
But since it's my blog, I'll go with my view. We arrived at a rafting place, and everyone else went over to get their rafting gear. I asked if the bus was continuing on to another place for the other activities, and was told no, this was the adventure base. It turns out that the tour we booked through the agent was really a rafting tour that offered a few side activities, a small rapelling wall and short tiroleza across the river, and a 1/2 hour hike, but basically it was a Class 3 and 4 white water river rafting place. So while everyone else went off, we took a hike (longer than 1/2 hour, gratefully) in the desert. It was quite nice and somewhat interesting, but not the adrenaline rush that rafting would have offered.
When the rafting group returned, 7 of us went to the rapelling wall, and waited patiently for our turn to descend, then over to the tiroleza.
So, each activity was okay in it's own right, but it was like eating appetizers at a steak house, I felt like we missed the main course.
Becky, on the other hand, quite enjoyed all the activities, they were of sufficient length and adrenaline for her, so it was still a good day.
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