One wet shoe.

I'm still sitting on the rock. Kari has attempted the crossing, but in doing so lost a shoe. The place where we crossed before without getting wet is now knee deep. We zipped off the bottoms of our pants and my plan was to throw my shoes across so I would have my hands free. The water went down some and Kari was hesitating, so I started yelling "Throw it! Throw it!" Well, she threw her shoe and it bounced back into the water and started to get carried away with the current. In this picture she was working her way along to where her shoe luckily was caught just around the corner. She was laughing too hard to continue, so being the oh so nice friend I am Itook a picture. She did get her shoe back and the other one, even though it also fell in the water landed floating right side up and didn't get wet. Poor Kari had to walk around the next day with one wet shoe.