This morning we were woken up earlyearlyearly by our tour guide, it was absolutely monsooning it down and we had a quiet breakfast looking out into mist and rain, luckily it stopped just as we set off on our descent down the MOUNTAIN. We discovered that it is in fact a lot harder getting down big hills than it is to get up them and because of the rain the path was incredibly slippy and not one of us managed to stay on our feet the whole way down. We also saw giant tarantula holes, at least they could have been, and a big caterpiller but that was it on the animal front, although our guide tried to convince us that tigers roamed in these here parts. It took around two hours to get down to a waterfall were we stopped and we all jumped in and went for a bit of a swim, and then carried on down folliwing the river. We then arrived at a white water rafting place. The safety talk scared all of us out of our minds, and "the rescue team" consisted of a boy and a rope, we split up into two boats and headed towards the water... It was amazing!! Well it was for our boat, but unfortunately for the other boat it tipped over on an unsuspecting rapid and threw everyone out, we were in front and so had to back paddle to try and help them, the two boys managed to get back onto their upturned boat and were left floating down the river looking mostly bemused. Anyway we then sat on a bamboo raft which was punted down the river and then it was all over and we returned to Chiang Mai. The End.