Kayaking makes a big SPLASH!
Like the headline? It pretty much says it all. I'm walking out of school today when Joe calls me and asks if I'd like to go kayaking. Sure! The weather is beautiful! He's home, probably going nuts over his break, I'll go kayaking! This might be a change to my usual cycling or walking..sounds like a plan!!
So we head out. It's high tide. We opt for the ever popular canal.
Well, as you enter the canal there are wood "walls" along the sides where the canal mouth is. Joe and I decide to dock up our kayaks and scale the incline to see whats on top before the foliage hits in the coming month. It was well worth it, because apparently they are starting the work on the Canal path for hiking and biking. We walked a bit and then headed back to our kayaks.
I grabbed my vine and lowered myself into my kayak, all the while asking Joe is he wanted to use my vine as leverage himself.
No! No! I'm fine!
Yeah RIGHT! In he went! Of course, I didn't panic, I told him not to panic, and watched him grasping for his kayak like it would somehow turn into a tube! I heard him gasp for breath in such a way that it brought back memories of lifeguarding and I knew that I had to do something FAST! I pushed off figuring I could help him, without grabbing my paddle.
No paddle = Just as screwed Caroline
I tried to reach over for my paddle only leaning a little too far in a mode of immediacy and I too fell into the canal. I didn't panic. The only fear in my mind was hypothermia. The water was quite frigid. Joe had all about calmed down and I grabbed the wood walls and found my footing in some holes that I commonly associate with snake holes (which only mildly freaked me out surprisingly!) I managed to lift myself out of the water, all whilst holding on to my kayak, not losing my long sleeve shirt that was in the kayak and my nalgene bottle.
Joe was still having a tough time. That's what happens when you wear your NICU hoodie. I, on the other hand, was only donning a tank top. I managed to talk him through getting up and took hold of his kayak.
I totally pulled a macguyver and used my nalgene to siffon out the water from the two of our kayaks before helping him get back into one, mine, because it was first, before finishing the second and getting in to head back to the beach.
I don't know that this adventure quite bodes well for future kayaking ventures this summer! I did laugh my ass off as I sat there on the side of the canal covered in dirt trying to bail out my kayak!
Like the headline? It pretty much says it all. I'm walking out of school today when Joe calls me and asks if I'd like to go kayaking. Sure! The weather is beautiful! He's home, probably going nuts over his break, I'll go kayaking! This might be a change to my usual cycling or walking..sounds like a plan!!
So we head out. It's high tide. We opt for the ever popular canal.
Well, as you enter the canal there are wood "walls" along the sides where the canal mouth is. Joe and I decide to dock up our kayaks and scale the incline to see whats on top before the foliage hits in the coming month. It was well worth it, because apparently they are starting the work on the Canal path for hiking and biking. We walked a bit and then headed back to our kayaks.
I grabbed my vine and lowered myself into my kayak, all the while asking Joe is he wanted to use my vine as leverage himself.
No! No! I'm fine!
Yeah RIGHT! In he went! Of course, I didn't panic, I told him not to panic, and watched him grasping for his kayak like it would somehow turn into a tube! I heard him gasp for breath in such a way that it brought back memories of lifeguarding and I knew that I had to do something FAST! I pushed off figuring I could help him, without grabbing my paddle.
No paddle = Just as screwed Caroline
I tried to reach over for my paddle only leaning a little too far in a mode of immediacy and I too fell into the canal. I didn't panic. The only fear in my mind was hypothermia. The water was quite frigid. Joe had all about calmed down and I grabbed the wood walls and found my footing in some holes that I commonly associate with snake holes (which only mildly freaked me out surprisingly!) I managed to lift myself out of the water, all whilst holding on to my kayak, not losing my long sleeve shirt that was in the kayak and my nalgene bottle.
Joe was still having a tough time. That's what happens when you wear your NICU hoodie. I, on the other hand, was only donning a tank top. I managed to talk him through getting up and took hold of his kayak.
I totally pulled a macguyver and used my nalgene to siffon out the water from the two of our kayaks before helping him get back into one, mine, because it was first, before finishing the second and getting in to head back to the beach.
I don't know that this adventure quite bodes well for future kayaking ventures this summer! I did laugh my ass off as I sat there on the side of the canal covered in dirt trying to bail out my kayak!
posted by Caroline at
6:45 PM
1 Comments:
hahahaha
That is just so funny.
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