Kayaking
Our family is not the most adventurous kind of people. However, we do enjoy going kayaking when we are down at lake Powell. The first time we went down to lake Powell we went kayaking for the very first time, and we all had a blast. We played kayak tag. Nickolas was chasing me, Heidi, and Brooklyn and we didn't want to be it so we started paddling fast and we ended up tipping over. I had taken my camera out on the lake with me and it fell into the lake. We managed to turn over the kayak and there was my camera floating, because I had put into 2 plastic baggies, but water was leaking into the baggie. Nick was nice and swam the camera back to the van to let it dry out. Nothing happened to it which was awesome. We all had a great time after that and stayed out in the water for a couple of hours.
So this time when we went down everyone wanted to go kayaking. We were going to go, everyone got ready, but the kayak man had not taken the kayaks out. So the next time we wanted to go out was on Max's birthday and we went and kayaked to this one spot were Barbara always goes.
We played in the water for a few hours and also had a fabulous time.
The next time we wanted to go kayaking we went to the same spot. Getting there was a bit tricky because we had two little kids with us, Max and Toby's son Jacob. So Jacob went in Chloe's kayak and Max got his own. I tied Max on to my kayak, so I would be pulling him. But he had his own paddle. We were going around this huge boulder and the waves were insane. I thought I could handle the waves because I had done it before. But no not this time, I ended up capsizing my kayak. Max didn't tip over thank goodness. So being the quick thinker I am, I tied the rope around my waste and towed my kayak and Max in his kayak to the spot we went to for Max's birthday. We landed the kayaks and I thought everything would be fine. So we played and found this rock that was in the middle of the rocky beach. We played king of the boulder. We all got hot and had rasin hands, so we decided to head back for the van. I got Max into his kayak and I was getting into mine. This time the kayak would not balance and I kept on tipping over. This pissed me off so bad. I think I got 10 different bruses. I kept on tipping over so I decided to just tie the rope round my waste again and swim over to the boulder were the waves started and tryed to get on there as well. But no luck. Nick paddled over to me and told me that he was going to trade kayaks he tried to get on and he also tipped over. I was glad that I was not beinging an uber dork and my body was not the problem. I ended up swimming back, most of the way to shore. Which was about a mile away or at least felt like it, and not to mention I was not waring a life jacket. I decided that I didn't need one becasue last time nothing happened while I had a life jacket on. Hillary tried to help me, by me hanging on to one of the kayaks she was pulling. But that was too hard on her and I didn't want her to go low with her diabetis. When we got to shore I was exausted I tried to pull my kayak up on to shore and I could not do it. The bottom of the kayak had filled up with water from when I had capsized the first time. There was no way for the water to get out. When I saw all the water in the bottom I was really pissed off. But I guess everything happens for a reason, and I guess that the reason was to see if I could endure swimming that far. Thats what I think anyway.
