Boise River - 3, Reynoldson Raft - 0

Mike and I floated the Boise River on Friday afternoon with our new friend, Angela Hart. Ang is a good friend of our good friends, Ginger and Keith, and she was spending the day in Boise before hopping a plane back to Nashville. Armed with our inflatable raft, some wine cleverly disguised as "PowerAde" and our lone wooden oar, we launched the raft at Barber Park. After hitting the first "rapids" and winding up in the brambles, we lost Ang's shorts, which were drying out on the back of the raft. Boise River - 1, Reynoldson Raft - 0. The float continued fairly uneventful for another 30 minutes or so, until we found ourselves in the brambles again. I ducked down in the raft and used my right leg to fend off the branches and trees we were floating towards...only to end up with 3 deep bruises on my right calf. Boise River - 2, Reynoldson Raft - 0. Once we cleared the trees, Ang sighed "uhhh" and, thinking that she'd lost her river sandals or sunglasses, I asked "what did we lose that time?" I'm looking all around the raft...I see that we still have the cooler, the wine glasses, my flip flops, Mike's shirt...everything seems to be accounted for and I cannot figure out what we lost in the trees, when Ang says "your husband." Sure enough, Mike had fallen out of the raft and I hadn't even noticed. Luckily, he was unharmed. Boise River - 3, Reynoldson Raft - 0.