My favorite river memory was my first time rafting. I had a friend invite me to go camping on Memorial Day weekend, and the group she was going to be with was going to be rafting the Lochsa- a river well-known for its whitewater and the Lochsa falls. I hadn’t intended to raft but got peer-pressured and agreed to go if they had enough gear for me. I was terrified, but it was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve had. I got thrown off the raft at the falls and was stuck under the raft for about 10 seconds. Once I got out- I was hooked.