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Rafting from the peaceful terraced highlands
of eastern Bali, the Telega Waga promises one wild ride.
By Robert McGarvey
One minute I was tranquilly admiring the meticulously
terraced, hillside rice paddies and the huge, green trees that lined
the riverbank as I rafted down Bali's Telaga Waja River, but in
the next I was on my back and rocketing, feet first, down river.
The life vest kept me afloat but when I tried to right myself I
couldn't--the current was pulling me along too fast for me to get
a grip on anything. It had happened in a high-speed blur. The guide
had yelled, "bump," which told the four adventurers in
the raft that we were about to hit something hard, and we immediately
thumped into the riverbank. We'd had other collisions--with the
riverbank and the many boulders that dot the river--but always before
the raft had ricocheted back into the current and we had proceeded
downstream.
Rafters Overboard
Not this time. A large Australian woman who was sitting next
to me was jostled out of her seat by the impact and she fell hard
into my lap. That force had been plenty to set the raft aflutter
and, promptly, we were overboard and rushing down the boulder-strewn
river. And, struggle as I did, I just could not stop my forward
motion until I felt a powerful tug on my life jacket and heard the
guide yelling, "Stand up." With his help, I scrambled
up and, with some embarrassment, saw that the fast-moving water
barely made it to my knees.
The three other rafters had already been corralled by the guide,
so once I'd spit out the several gallons of river water that I'd
swallowed, we all climbed into our raft and resumed our voyage downstream.
Splash! A torrent of water slapped into my face and I looked around
in confusion. Where had it come from? Splash, more water hit me
and this time I saw a guide in the raft in front of us, laughing.
He once more mischievously dipped his paddle in the river, gave
it a clever twist, and still more water drenched me. But now I was
laughing, too, because with those well-timed water shots he had
changed my mood from a first-time rafter's tense fear of this rapid
river into one of levity. This white-water rafting was proving to
be fun--sort of a wet version of a roller coaster ride. But I couldn't
let the guide's splash go without a response. I dipped my paddle
in the water and gave him a good splashing, too. And now we were
both laughing as the rafts speeded downstream.
Eyes Wide Open
I started enjoying where I was--our route took us by many
tiny farming villages and, every so often, we saw naked villagers
unselfconsciously bathing in little pools along the river's edge.
While much of Bali has surrendered to the bustle of tourism, here
in remote east Bali--in the valley of Mt. Agung, Bali's highest
peak--a traditional, easy way of life persists. I had come on this
rafting trip precisely to get a different look at Balinese life,
away from the resort hotels and the market towns filled with batik,
carvings and the rest of the crafts coveted by tourists. Riding
along the Telaga Waja, I was getting a close-up look at a Bali little
touched by tourism, and I was savoring it.
Falling Straight Down
Until, that is, we neared the Telaga Waja's waterfall, where
the river abruptly makes a 90-degree, 10-foot drop-off. Back at
the launch site, I had seen pictures of the falls and the ecstatic
faces of rafters going over. Until this moment it had not occurred
to me that we were going over, too. Surely the photos were from
trips on another river--but, no, explained the guide, our trip was
almost at an end, except we first had to head over the fallsÉand
straight down. "Hang on tight," he urged, but I didn't
need that urging. I tightly gripped the safety ropes as our raft
came to the drop off, hung in the air for a few seconds, then violently
plunged down. We landed with a giant splash, but we had landed,
and I had stayed onboard. I do not know if I had an ecstatic look
when we went over the falls--my hunch is that it was nearer a look
of terror--but once we'd safely landed I know I felt nothing but
ecstasy.
About the Adventure
Trips down the Telaga Waja, Bali's wildest river (class 4
on the standard 1 to 6 rating scale), are daily conducted by Bali
Safari Rafting; (62-361) 221315. For a 14 km, two-hour excursion,
the price is $65, including roundtrip transportation from most hotels
to the launch site in east Bali and a buffet lunch..
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