Scary and Exhilarating: More Adventures.
Friday, August 11, 2017
"Come to the beach" It was an invitation from my lovely DIL. What could be better than an afternoon on the river with the grandkids. At the last minute I grabbed my life jacket on the off chance they had the jet skis with them. Glad I did.
After my son dunked himself a couple times in tight spins and jumping wakes it occurred to me that I didn't want to lose my $800. glasses in the watery depths. However, with lots of encouraging I decided to give it a try without my specs. Now that is scary too since I am nearsighted and didn't want to mow down a duck or sea lion or an ocean going freighter. However, the thought of a challenge was exciting. I knew I needed to conquer my petty little fears.
My son and his long time friend coached me.The only other time I was on a jet ski was about 17 years ago on a quiet lake. They pushed me out. The Columbia River is wide at our little town. So lots of open space. I accelerated. It felt like riding a bucking bronco. However, I had skill with that and used my legs like springs. The turns were scary, but it felt a little like the kayak and how it felt the first time riding my bike without training wheels. I got used to the throttle and started speeding up and making turns. When I felt I mastered it, I started back into shore to thank everyone for the wonderful opportunity. They all waved me back into the river.
Wow....more time to play in the water. My son rode up next to me and told me we were going to Deer Island. My jaw ached from smiling so much. I scrambled to keep up with him and after jumping his wake a couple times, I got smart and rode in his slip stream. My legs worked perfectly remembering how to ride the waves just like water skiing forty years ago. I am 64 years old and about 80 pounds overweight. But I could still do this. It was so amazing and exhilarating.
The pictures are of my son and grandchildren.