PLEASE READ THE REVIEWS AT THE BOTTOM. The reviews at the top are misleading…read more If you are looking up this place on Yelp, I would highly recommend that you turn around and go somewhere else if you value your life. This establishment is run by a shady couple who are racist and just want your money. A group of us went to kayak with this company because we found a good deal on groupon. A woman by the name of Hannah (Finnish accent) who we contacted by phone told us to meet her on the side of the highway and that she would take us to the kayaking site. After we got to the site we had to unload the kayaks from the trucks by ourselves and carry it to the river. Her husband, Will, showed up with the remaining kayaks 45 minutes later. They didn't know any of our names. They didn't have us fill out any personal information or emergency contact numbers in the event of an emergency. They handed us life jackets and told us that we didn't have to wear them if we didn't want to. Before we started kayaking, Will decided to lecture us on his Christian beliefs and how Hinduism & Buddhism were wrong. He kept insisting that the christian in our group should educate the hindus in our group about christianity. He then kept continuing this tirade about Jews, Evolution, 7 headed dragon ? We didn't receive any information regarding what to do in an emergency or how the water was in the river or what to expect. He just kept saying to stick to the florida side on the left. When we started kayaking, we found out that there was a strong current which lead our boat capsizing in the middle of the river. We were stuck in the middle of river perdido with no cell phone reception and hanging on to a tree stump for our dear lives hoping help would arrive. After 30 minutes, a couple who were hiking on the Alabama side of the river (Chelsea and Billy) risked their lives and their 2 dogs to help us ashore. When we called Will and told him what happened, he told us to get back on the kayak and to keep going despite the strong current. Whenever we called him he didn't know who we were or our names because he was bringing many people to kayak. These people have no idea how to run a kayak company and they really don't care about you. For all the troubles we went through he said he would give us a discount for our next trip and gave us sprite as consolation. NO THANK YOU. They use the low price on groupon to lure beginner level kayakers. BEWARE.

Truly an absurd (and, by the end, surreal) experience. I called the day before, was asked a quick…read morebarrage of questions (Kayaks, canoes, or tubes? What time? You know where it's at?), and found myself wondering why the person answering the phone had not asked for my name or phone number. It turns out that these details are trivial to a man with so much on his mind. Cut to the next day. My girlfriend and I are excited (we'd been looking forward to this for a month) as we hurriedly assemble our waterproofed supplies, sunscreen, bathing suits, etc. We make it to Fran's Country Grill (that is the address found above; the official address is a P.O. Box) at 12 P.M. sharp and... nothing. 20 minutes pass, so I give the number another call. "Oh, yep, I'll be there in 10 minutes." Still no inquiry regarding my name or phone number, which still had me scratching my head. I was still scratching my head 35 minutes later (don't overscratch those heads, kids), when we finally see a truck with the company name pull up. By this time we were both pretty steamed, and had been almost ready to cut our losses and spend our day off doing something else. If only he had taken 5 minutes longer, the rest of this... event could have been avoided. We have a bewildering 10 minute talk with a man who did not seem to introduce himself (and who did not ask my name), but who would later turn out to be named Will. This part is kind of a blur, but he apologizes for being late (he had, apparently, been left waiting by another group... understandable, though a phone call would have been nice), gives us directions to a parking area near the Perdido River, and tells us that he will meet us there in ten minutes. 25 minutes later (it is now nearing 1:30 P.M.), he shows up with a canoe, and this part is kind of a blur too. Let me explain: he seems like a personable fellow, but he talks. And talks. He told us about this particular landing, and then about the landing a mile down the river, about the nature trail leading there, and then about the local government agency which was cleaning things up, and then about how there is a place that we can reserve for up to 25 people at the landing down the river, and how we can make these reservations online, all the while occasionally veering back to the issue at hand: the river, how long the trip will take, etc. Imagine all of this delivered very rapidly, with 5 discrete ideas touched upon each minute. Dizzying and time consuming. I think that about 15 minutes passed. We finally get into the car, and something a bit traumatic happened. Will, upon getting a captive audience, becomes part bible scholar and part conspiracy theorist. Ignoring all social cues, he started in on a rich, savory stew of the following topics: the dead sea scrolls; how Jews influenced Google to replace "Yahweh" with "The Name" (these two topics took up much of our time); how the Jews prefer Elohim to YHWH, the former referring to many gods (Ra was one example), which Christians think refers to the trinity (but apparently doesn't); something about how Muslims consider Christians infidels for believing in a trinity, and how Jews consider both groups infidels... I'm going to stop here. I want to emphasize that I showed no interest whatsoever in any of these topics, except that I thought it was interesting that Google had indexed the dead sea scrolls. All he got from me otherwise were a variety of guttural sounds along the lines of "hm." Moving forward (my apologies, gentle reader, but I want you to be prepared): the Mayan calendar, 2012, and how it's going to be a catastrophe. This was all said with a gleam of zealotry that was not present in any of his previous intimations, as I believe that he was genuinely trying to keep us from harm. That did not stop this part from making me feel slightly used and trod upon. Apparently my girlfriend and I were just as "in the dark" as the last couple, as we did not know about the following: that the planets will line up in 2012, and that it will do "all sorts of stuff" to the tides; that not only the planets will lines up, but the SUN will line up, causing who knows what calamity; that astronomers are either ignoring or covering these phenomena up (look up 2012 on wikipedia... there's nothing to cover up, of course); interspersed with these grave admonitions was something about the Antikythera mechanism, an archaeological find that... I'm going to stop again, just because I'm tired, and you must be too. Suffice it to say that we didn't get in the water until about 2:15, and that all we could talk about was Will. We both felt uneasy, slightly disturbed, and more than a little upset. It's no fun to be held captive to social niceties (which I have since discarded, being on the internet) in a moving car with a stranger. We didn't know what, exactly, to be offended about, as his hour of speaking seemed to have no central thesis or upshot. We left the experience feeling drained. The river was nice.