Yesterday, we went to Crowders Mountain State Park to canoe and hike. We started with canoeing. My 10 year old cousin was my canoeing buddy. Not even 10 minutes in, we tipped. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LAKE!!! Awesome. Not only did I have to keep him calm, but I had to make sure we had all of our stuff and attempt to flip the canoe that he was climbing on top of. When he climbed on top of it, it filled with water. That was pretty cool, because the canoe then weighed a good 100 pounds. I had to drag him, the canoe, and all of our stuff back to shore so I could flip it and empty it. I was also wearing clothes, not a bathing suit, and didn't bring anything to change into.
Later on in our adventure, I switched canoeing buddies and was in the canoe with my 16 year old cousin. In an attempt to splash everyone else, we tipped. It was possibly the worst location to tip in. There were a bunch of trees under the water stabbing and scratching us as we tried to swim back to shore.
At the end of the canoe adventure, I walked away one sock and a pair of sunglasses short. :(
After canoeing, we went hiking. My shoes and socks were wet and my clothes were covered in lake guck. It was still fun though. My baby cousins and I used out "fox ears" to find the creek and then we jumped in and used the rocks to travel downstream.
It was a beautiful day much needed by my nature loving side. :)
I miss hiking//The feeling of being tired, sweaty, and beaten down... but finally reaching your destination and it's beautiful//The sounds of the woods and trickling water//Forgetting about everything outside the reach of the trees//Knowing that if you open your eyes, something beautiful is right at your feet//Being surrounded by animal life, but having to force a new kind of open upon your eyes to see it//The smells of trees and mud//Nature.
---------I forgot to mention---------
I helped save a turtle. A guy was fishing and hooked a turtle but couldn't get the hook out of his mouth (partly because he was scared of it and partly because he didn't have pliers or tools to cut the hook). We saved the turtle and set him free.
Funny note: The guy was obviously scared. When I walked up, he was trying to hold it with his foot. I asked if he wanted help and his response was "Sure. Oh, do you have pliers?" I said "No, I'm just gonna do it with my hands."
This guy was scared and I just went over and grabbed the turtle. :p
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