Rafting: a white-knuckle ride
29th Oct 2005, 01:16 GMT
Generally, I make it a rule not to trust my children to half-naked men with tattoos, goatees and pierced nipples, but Peter inspires confidence. When we line up on the shore of the River Inn, in Austria, he makes everything clear: we will paddle when he says paddle and he'll do the rest. As the rest includes making sure our inflatable doesn't run aground on the "Raft Wrecker" - a notorious rock halfway down this 15km stretch of water - that all sounds fine by me.