Rafting · 30 Nov 2025 · 3 min read
We ended up capsizing, and smiling!
The last trip of the season. Cold water, a soaked crew, everyone smiling on the bank. That's how autumn ends on the Una.
Late November on the Una is nothing like summer. The water is around eight degrees, mist rises from the rapids and five millimetres of neoprene suddenly sound like a good idea. Still, twelve people turned up at reception at 09:30, had a coffee and said: let's go.
The route was Štrbački buk. Skippers Scary and Sandi led two rafts. The first hour went to plan: rapids, paddling in rhythm, a break in the calm stretch below the waterfall. Then came the rapid before Dvoslap that catches someone out every autumn.
“We knew we'd capsize. We didn't know we'd laugh so much.”Translated from the original review
The first raft flipped cleanly, as they say on the river: everyone in the water, everyone holding the raft, nobody underneath. Thirty seconds later, everyone was back aboard and Scary was counting paddles. Twelve. All of them.
The rest of the trip was the calmest part of the day. They reached Dvoslap around three and the islands by four. Tea was waiting on the restaurant terrace, then lunch, then a story about that rapid that had grown three times longer by dinner.
What we learned this season
That autumn rafting is worth it. Fewer crowds, colourful banks and water that wakes you up. That 5 mm of neoprene does the job even in November. And that the season's best stories never come from perfect runs.
See you in April. The river isn't going anywhere.
