Chuck & I go back for Burts bike and again feel the strength of the river. Being the manly man I am , I decide it is too much work to walk Burt's bike across & just ride. Waaahhhh Whoooo!! Yep, I'm too cool........... Now I call for "Chuuuucckkk" in a high girly kinda voice! Seriously though, I'm glad he grabbed the bike when he did. I had about 2 seconds left in me! :eek1 Even with the two of us & then Burt grabbing on, we could barely move the bike. Chuck & I could feel our feet going deeper in the sandy/gravely bottom! A really big/nice mexican grabbed onto the front and helped us pull it the hell outta there! Mucho Gracias amigo. Of course, after all the close calls & being soaked from the waist down we were still having fun!