Meeting the other daters at the mixer was pretty fun. It's impossible to get to really know anyone in an environment like that, so I went with my gut instinct to select girls that seemed genuine. My date may not have gone as I expected, but it was still a great learning experience. However I think my rafting days are over.
In the end, Patti was right. She told me to return to my roots in Pennsylvania and find a girl from my hometown that likes the same things I do. Turns out, that's exactly what happened.
I guess everything happens for a reason.