Kayaks were provided and once Lissa got convinced to try
it, she was sold. What an amazing time we had, until we tried to
kayak across the bay to the local beach and hit white cap waves which tossed us onto the beach that nobody was on. We found out why: it was covered in sludge and bird poop. Once we got back into the water Lissa was so determined to get home I could barely catch up with her. She was paddling with authority, determination and adrenaline strength. I understand she was mortified. Other then this terrible experience, the kayaks were still a blast, as long as we stayed clear of that disgusting beach. |
My favorite part is picturing an adrenaline filled kayak race with feet stained in bird poop.
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