Up a River Without a Weather Map
Whenever I try to do something outdoorsy with DH, it's always an adventure. Over the past twenty years, we've been stranded in the Everglades on a Hobie cat, we've sailed through storms in the Gulf of Mexico, camped in the deserts of Arizona with no human being around for literally hundreds of miles, barely escaping a monsoon flash flood through the wash we were camped in, and more.
Yesterday, we went for a leisurely canoe trip down the St. Croix....
We saw Great Blue herons, Cliff swallows, the usual suspects like wrens, song sparrows, crows and turtles, and best of all, no people.
We stopped on a little island for a picnic.... and noticed a big storm brewing downriver, heading our way.
Instead of trying to outrun it, we decided to sit it out. Good thing we did. Thunder, lightning and ferocious winds. Yes, we were scared hiding out under our aluminum canoe.
And did some amateur rock-climbing.
Labels: canoeing, potholes, St. Croix river, thunderstorms