Wednesday already? The days go by fast when surrounded by love and beauty. I was breathing easier, deeper....more aware. We decided this day was a day for floating. Wind blowing only as a breeze, clouds few and far between, perfect day.
Isn't it funny when floating a river you don't want to get wet?
The kids were the same way.
Then, just when you think you have made it to shore safe and dry.......
...they all go in.
After float number #1 we went back to camp.
Olaya nursed and zonked out so Mom, Taron, Sean and I decided to make a fast run.
What a trip. At about half way down the river....
POP!
It really was the funniest thing ever.
Mom is not the calmest person in crisis situations...
if popping one ring of a three ring blow up raft in two feet of water qualifies as a crisis....
the boys were ordered out of the raft to pull us to safety.
Mom plugged the hole with her finger (which you can see in the picture)
and we decided we didn't have to abandon ship...
we were going to finish the trip
or go down with the trip trying.
No comments:
Post a Comment
I love comments. Thanks.