quite quickly and so did I. That was a GREAT trip. My best memory was when we were motoring down the canyon in the Rio Dulcy in Guatemala and was hit by that rain storm. I remember thinking "here we are in the middle (I hope) of a river running downstream with shear cliff canyon walls on each side and I can't see the bow of the boat". "I hope Dan knows where we are because I sure as hell don't". That rain seemed to go on for ever! I think we just stopped and hoped for the best and tried to stay close to your upstream track? I remember that their was something going on with track line from the trip up. We either had it and were trying to stay on it with out much luck or we didn't have it? I can't remember. The other best memory of the trip was being anchored in Belize in 8 feet of water at the bow of the boat and what looked like infinity off the stern. Good times, really good times!