In the morning, Kimberly walked to the Plaza de Armas, which was starting to fill with people for the Corpus Christi celebration. Saints and virgins from parishes throughout Cuzco were set up outside the Cathedral. Our rafting guide Ruben from River Explorers met us at our hotel in Cusco at 9:30am. We stopped at a market for fresh supplies, then drove through the mountains and down steep switchbacks to the Apurimac River. We camped on the sandy beach along the river. The next morning, we set off with the three of us in a 14-foot paddle boat with oars, an oar boat with baggage, and a rescue kayak. We wore 3mm full wetsuits: the water was cold, and the river was often in shade. We paddled through many class II rapids, with only short stretches of flat water between them, and several class III-IV rapids. We camped on a big sandy beach that was covered by neat rows of corn and watermelon plants. Our guides made a big fire, and we roasted marshmallows for dessert. The next day, we scrambled up some rocks to a very cold waterfall. In the afternoon, one of the guides led us around a rapid, through bushes and over boulders, to our camp site. While waiting for the boats, we saw a helmet, a water jug, and the poop bags float by in the river. Eventually the guides made it to the camp and told us the oar boat had been forced under the rapid, then popped back up with a giant rip in the tube. Water got into some of the dry bags; we spread everything out on rocks to dry. The guides said they couldn't fix the baggage raft, so we'd leave it there, run two days worth of rapids to the bridge, and call for help. We walked and scrambled around five unrunnable rapids, and paddled through lots of others. Once we made it to the bridge, the guides set up a tent so we could change into dry clothes, and eventually got a taxi to get us and the stuff back to Cusco.