The Old Safrit Campgrounds were never really a busy place, not even during they high-season of summer, and early autumn. The grass has long since grown up, though it's fairly short due to the gravel that holds it down, its short length also being attributed to the amount of shade that the campgrounds receive. Surrounded by towering oaks, the majority of the camping area is placed in constant shade, large stone circles dotting the ground here and there, indicating what used to be fire pits. The fire pits are the only real remnants that humans were actually at the campgrounds themselves. Closer down to the river, in a small grove of willows you'll find three wooden tables, slowly rotting away where they sit, where people used to sit, eat, and watch the river flow past.

The Rapids are only a short distance from the campgrounds, the soft roar of them being able to be heard at the campgrounds themselves. The Rapids are not large, consisting of fifteen meters of rough, white water that rumbles and rolls over itself as it surges over, and around the boulders that reside under the surface, and protrude skyward. Several humans, and over animals have been known to have died in the surging white water, their skeletons said to still rest at the bottom of the rapids in the calm pool that rest at the bottom of them. If you're brave enough to get into the water, fish are easy to catch on their journeys upstream to their spawning grounds, as they hurl themselves through the rapids in their desperate race, more often than not throwing themselves into the jaws of some waiting predator.

The Safrit Pools show up after the Rapids, the first occurring just five meters after the end of the Rapids. These pools continue down for nearly fifteen meters, on both sides of the river, the water here becoming sluggish as it swirls around in the pools before moving on. The pools closer to the Rapids are cooler, being shaded by various types of trees, ferns, grass, and water plants residing at the edges. The Safrit Pools are the calmness after the Rapids, and while the air is filled with the roar of the churning water, the pools are actually quite peaceful, and relaxing. Though stories of bones at the bottom of some of the pools make many steer clear of those certain ones; the first three after the Rapids. Whether these stories are true or not, well the curious individual will have to find that out themselves.