fatvegan

Howie and I went canoeing this morning. I woke up late, and got to the French's late. Then we left late, and were late getting the canoe on the car. We didn't leave until about 8:50 and we had to pick up Hannah at 10. We got down to Bobbin Head, and put the canoe in the water. We knew we had to be very quick, because there wasn't much time. We quickly untied the ropes. We quickly pulled off the canoe. We quickly screwed in the seats, and put our drownable stuff in my snazzy water-proof bag. We quickly hopped in. Then we quickly paddled off. Almost as quickly, we capsized and both fell into the water. We were still quite a way shy of the bridge, so we really hadn't gone very far at all. And old man and his two grand-daughters laughed at us, and he explained to us how to empty the water from the canoe. We thanked him and set about paddling the canoe back to the launch spot. By the time we'd paddled the 100 metres back, we were both thouroughly exhausted. I remembered that I'd forgotten to set the alarm in my phone on the first bit, so I went to set it. But I realised that I would have had to set it for about 5 minutes later if we were to have any chance of getting to Hannah on time. So we pulled the canoe out of the water. We put it on the roof, got in the car and drove home.

I've never capsized a canoe before. It was good fun. I hope I get to do it again some time in the future.