It gushes and rushes along. Like a wild colt it bucks and snorts, gallops and leaps along. I was always conspicuously aware of its presence. The food was being prepared while the campers washed up in buckets of icy river water. Clean and dry are relative terms when you are on the river.
Toilets are usually a well-placed pit facility.
What did was that I had to leave a piece of clothing in the footpath leading to the private so the others would know that it was in use. The other spot of relief was a bucket contraption with chemicals. The guides placed this bucket on level ground. Over this bucket they erected a teepee for privacy. But one was allowed only to do number two in there, number one was to be performed somewhere above the high water mark.