Canoe Trip

Saturday Morning/Afternoon (because I slept in until 11 due to the late night before) we loaded up some snacks and drinks. Same crew as last night, minus dad plus Seiler, Micah, Sloane, Emerson, and Kinzley. We drove down to Bradleyville. Pulled under a bridge full of wasp/dirt dobber nests. After a quick panic attack, we were off in our canoes. Not having any knowledge on what I was doing, or having been canoing in 14 years (thanks to young woman's camp) and the water was really low: the odds were against me in the beginning. The canoe I was in got turned around alot, turned sideways a few times, and tipped over 5 or 6 times, all resulting in bruises all over the lower half of my body. One time, I guess I didn't get into the boat fast enough and the current took to canoe with only one of my feet in it. I fell on my hiney right on a sharp rock and was dragged down what seemed like 10 mins. I am not the only one with marks to show for how much fun and frustration we experienced, but I do have the most. We saw a tiny turtle, many fish and far too many spiders. Fun times, but I like rafting MUCH better.