Above: Whitewater rafting at Uman Lodge in Futaleufú, Chile

As we float down the Futaleufú River, elated by the Class IV and V rapids we’ve just run, I say to myself, “I get it.” I understand why people travel thousands of miles to be battered by 10-foot walls of roiling water and to shoot rapids so fast it feels like being dragged along by a cigarette boat. I get the bonds that are built during those wild rides and the ways they are cemented with barbecues on river beaches and singalongs led by guitar-strumming guides.

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Above: Whitewater rafting at Uman Lodge in Futaleufú, Chile

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