Monday, July 26, 2004
This past weekend Caroline and I went to Jackson Hole with my fam to ride the river, and it was a ton of fun. We rode the same stretch of river three times, but I think that my favorite has to be the first time. There are several rapids but the two main ones are called "the big kahuna" and "lunch counter". As we hit the big kahuna I was on the front and Caroline was right behind me. We went down the first dip and then shot up to come down again. Somewhere in that down-up-down action the river decided to throw Caroline from the boat. We soon discovered her missing then found her and hurried to pull her back in. You see, lunch counter was very close to the big kahuna, so we rushed to get ready and she obviously felt our urgency. My dad was the one that pulled her back in the boat so she then had to go from the rear of the boat to the front to regain her spot and prepare for the next rapid. She quickly got to her feet and assured us that she was fine (big smile on her face of course). She no sooner finished the statement before she was falling face first into the inside of the raft, hands to her sides making no attempt to catch herself, face eventually smacking into the inflated bench that crosses the front of the raft. We all laughed and laughed. I think she learned atleast two lessons from this experience. (1) When you get out of a river you are wet, and generally more slippery than had you been dry. (2) You're not going to beat up a raft even if you head butt it. They always seem to bounce back. (3) Sometimes bad things happen when I'm around.
