Running Rapids in Central Java

The rapid suddenly revealed itself as I dropped over a small ledge. It was way steeper than I had initially thought. The water formed a churning maze between the rocks that jutted up like stubby fingers and I prepared myself for another sequence of quick reflex actions as I threaded my way down this rocky ride. Behind me, three Indonesians blindly followed my lead as we bombed our way through rapid after rapid, trying to beat the darkness.