Kayaking
Yesterday we decided to celebrate my father's birthday by eating yummy smoked fish and kayaking at Fort DeSoto park. We've given him a GPS locator for his canoe, and I added a rather scholarly book about moonshiners and shooting alligators.
Kayaking is a bit damp, but luckily I had the sort where you sit on top rather than inside the kayak with its sides coming up to your waist. However, both types have their limitations; a kayak where you sit on top has a higher center of gravity-- which means that it could tip over at any moment and you can get eaten by rabid alligators and water moccasins; a kayak where you sit inside has a slightly lower center of gravity-- which means that it could tip over at any moment, trapping you underwater until you drown; then you get eaten by rabid alligators and water moccasins.
We had a rather good time looking at red mangroves, black mangroves and white mangroves, but also saw mangroves, oyster beds, mangroves, fish and mangroves. A few herons and egrets were taking afternoon naps, so we would quietly paddle up to one and stare at it for a bit until it became very uncomfortable and flew off in a perturbed manner.
I drifted around for a while and had an engrossing conversation about toe fungus and water with my mother and brother; we've decided that the problem with water is just that it's so wet.
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I eventually left a bit early to attend a bachelorette party. I will post on that later.
Kayaking is a bit damp, but luckily I had the sort where you sit on top rather than inside the kayak with its sides coming up to your waist. However, both types have their limitations; a kayak where you sit on top has a higher center of gravity-- which means that it could tip over at any moment and you can get eaten by rabid alligators and water moccasins; a kayak where you sit inside has a slightly lower center of gravity-- which means that it could tip over at any moment, trapping you underwater until you drown; then you get eaten by rabid alligators and water moccasins.
We had a rather good time looking at red mangroves, black mangroves and white mangroves, but also saw mangroves, oyster beds, mangroves, fish and mangroves. A few herons and egrets were taking afternoon naps, so we would quietly paddle up to one and stare at it for a bit until it became very uncomfortable and flew off in a perturbed manner.
I drifted around for a while and had an engrossing conversation about toe fungus and water with my mother and brother; we've decided that the problem with water is just that it's so wet.
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I eventually left a bit early to attend a bachelorette party. I will post on that later.
posted by L at 12:12 PM
3 Comments:
Sounds like fun - happy birthday to your father!
Do gators get rabies? That's a scary thought.
Water is waaay too wet! We need some desperately here. Drought is no fun, especially for farmers.
tell your dad happy birthday from me too! also, tell him that he could go geocaching with that GPSr too. Much fun!!!
that geocaching... I'd never heard of it, but it sounds interesting!
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