River Run

Teak, canvas and brass, stencilled like a supply crate off the last expedition. Drop a token and you are kneeling in a dugout at the head of the Mara with a paddle in your hands. The channel narrows as you go — rocks stand in the white water, hippo pods surface without warning, and the crocodiles turn to watch you pass. Gather the supply crates the river carries down and run all five reaches, and the Postal Society will postmark your own River Run stamp.