Everybody Has a Story: Up a creek without a paddle in Alaska
In the late ’70s, my husband and I were young and adventuresome, though possibly a bit forgetful and naive. Relatively new to Alaska, we borrowed a rubber raft and bummed a ride to the remote Robe River. We planned a 3-mile float to the larger and swift Lowe River, which ends up in Prince William Sound, just a short distance from Valdez, the town we called home.
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