Our last day proved to be the most exciting for me. After sleeping in this great campsite I was walking back from the latrine when I saw the real rattlesnake on the rocks three feet from me. I leapt ten feet to the right and ran like Mercury back to the campsite. Wow, it could have only happened to me. After calming down I stayed on the river with Skip when Debbi and the others went on a hike up to “Suicide Point” overlooking our campsite. Skip and I had a great time chatting so it was a wonderful alternative. The rest of the day we cruised down the river, swam on a nice sandy beach, docked at the little historical museum and finished a truly memorable three days of rafting on the Snake River in Hells Canyon.