Friday - As the tribe arrived at Saco Bound base camp, the Sacovivors were quickly exposed to the natives of this foreign land...a very skinny elderly woman wearing short-shorts and pantyhose.

Suspicion said she was French.

Inside base camp, the doofus behind the register misplaced the tribe's reservations, and when he finally found them, explained ad nauseum how life works along the river.

"Would you like insurance on the canoes?" the dork asked.

"Absolutely," Jon answered.

With instructions in hand, the tribe left base camp to head to the launch area, but not before witnessing Mademoiselle Skinny Elderly Pantyhose bending over into her trunk.

Several members of the tribe nearly lost their lunch.

Little did the tribe know it would not be the last incident involving vomit.

At the boat launch, the tribe loaded canoes Tagi and Pagong, and set them afloat at the dock.

Fully loaded with provisions, including a new tent, the tribe set off on its river adventure.

Kirk and Jon manned Tagi, while the Vale Brothers captained Pagong.

The tribal members caught up and discussed days gone by as they slowly meandered down the mighty Saco.

The tribe celebrated the start of its trip with cigars.

Floating aimlessly down the river with cigars and beverages in hand, it was apparent that each of the tribe members have become lazy bastards.

The river was quiet and desolate as the tribe made its way towards its first river challenge...the dam.