Riding downed logs down Alabama river(s) is a tradition that has been perfected thru the years. Cherokee Indians rode logs before they learned to hollow them out, and eventually perfected the canoe. On each of our tenth birthday's my Dad introduced the sport - although it was on the very tame Cypress Creek.
Now that our Tennessee River has been dammed/controlled/slowed down it's a much more leisurely enterprise. Sunday we found/recovered this nice walnut log. This was Sassafras' (the two year old golden) third log ride so far. I think she's kinda getting the hang of it.