June 18, 2012
I swallowed a lot of pride, not to mention a lot of river water, on my first visit to the National Whitewater Center. But a few weeks later, I returned for more. On that first trip, the very first rapid, called Entrance Exam, spanked me hard and I never made it past the first third of the Channel. So I was a bit apprehensive about returning to Charlotte for five days of whitewater training on the same man-made river.