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...head first into the churning current and ripping the raft's floor. But we're quickly succumbing to the river's magnificence; its sweet-tasting, clear waters, tinged brown by the tannin leaching off plants, surging and meandering between banks crowded with a jostling throng of trees, tall leatherwoods dropping white blossoms into the foam-covered eddies. Thick forest stretches away in every direction, and there is no sign of a human touch, until the third day, when, exhilarated after a series of simple rapids, we see heavy wires strung high across a narrow gorge. In 1982 protestors began...
...found the barrel of food that fell off it, and are more than ready for camp. But just before we get there is the Bend, which - since the photo of it by the late Peter Dombrovskis galvanized the anti-dam campaign - has become the river's iconic image, a tall island topped by a grove of trees clinging to its craggy head, a fine spray flaring around it. It is our high point; after that the rapids dwindle, and we paddle hard over long flat stretches for the next two days between sharp limestone banks where snakes lie warming...
...father, Nikolai Mikhailovich. When he went to the door and asked what they wanted, a gunshot rang out. The bullet smashed through the flimsy door and ripped into Girenko's chest, killing him almost instantly. At first glance, Girenko might seem an unlikely target for assassination. A tall, somewhat fragile 64-year-old with a bushy gray beard, he was an ethnographer and anthropologist who earned his reputation as an academic specializing in Swahili studies and research on kinship. But he was also the leading expert on an indigenous Russian tribe - the country's growing band of neo-Nazis...
...bold, capital, one-inch-tall lettering—as large as “The Harvard Crimson” banner on the cover of this newspaper—the top of the front page of the Washington Post supplement distributed to journalists and delegates at the convention says: “ELECTION...
...When internationally feted art star Gormley appeared on the horizon almost three years ago, it must have seemed a miracle. "He looks a bit like the messiah," reports Finlayson. "He's very tall and lean, and he wore sandals and flowing clothes. I actually think they thought he was J.C. himself." Arriving unannounced in the roadhouse one day, having already driven out to the lake, Gormley had "burned himself a beauty," recalls Earnshaw. "He's a very down-to-earth bloke - and a bit strange, like all artists are. He couldn't be him and not be a bit different...