Post Buffalo Float

The Survival Trip quickly turned into just a long, arduous float trip...mostly.  Upon hitting the buffalo, we learned very quickly that the terrain didn't lend itself to practicing survival techniques.  It was either too steep a grade or bluffs.  Not good.  We did some fire-starting with fllint.  We cooked fish on a stick.  So, really, the first two days were camping-like and decently fun.  By the end of the second day, however, we found the low river, coupled with not making much headway and an unforgiving sun, had taken its toll on us.  We were pretty sun-burned despite using sunblock.  So, by morning on the third day, we'd all decided to hit the last take-out on the Buffalo which I understood to be about half way.  It was not anywhere to be found so obviously Rush was the last pickup and we passed that the day before--way before half way.  At last signal, my iPhone showed us to be less than half way down the 30 miles of the Buffalo.  That was about 13 of 30 miles traveled.  We then decided to spend the remaining day knocking out some miles of paddling to reach the White River.  We eventually did.  You had to be there to know how relieved we were especially since switchback after switchback revealed more and more Buffalo River.  Anyway, the trip did have it's moments of beauty and fun.  Yep, I'd do it again, but NOT in the Summer months and I'd prepare for more of a camping trip meaning meals, mats, more water, etc.  As a matter of fact, Donovan and I have already discussed it for Spring.  I put together this video summary of the trip.  It only documents about half of the trip, but still kind of neat.