A Super-Duper Adventure

As part of my plan to escape this year’s holiday slog in December, I drove out to Arkansas for my mom’s birthday last month. She is not really an outgoing person, she’s got some other stuff going on, and she stays up late and sleeps a whole lot. I wasn’t that interested in waking up early to let the dog out and then sitting in the kitchen by myself. So I asked her if she wanted to go on a float trip, and three days later she replied to my text with a ‘sure’.

That wasn’t enthusiastic enough consent for me, so I shrugged and packed an extra book.

On day two of my my exile into the hot land where the air conditioner never turns on, there are no comfortable seats, and no real food, mom wanders in about noon, and says - “So, when are we going on the float trip?”

facepalm

But, okay. So I find a place. Easy trip, kids and dogs welcome, 4-6 hours for an 8 mile stretch. The start point was about 40 mins away. I thought, yeah this one. Granted, I don’t think I’ve been outside for a combined 4-6 hours since I started night shift in Feb. But I went and bought two new bottles of sunscreen.

So, the good news is, I didn’t get sunburnt.

The bad news is, I’m the proud owner of a roughly used, broken rental canoe.

( We had 7/8ths of a real good time. )