This past weekend we decided to go tubing on the creek here at camp. We take campers tubing, but I had never been before. The rest of the group had gone to D.C. for the day, so we decided to conquer the creek in style. On Friday, we headed out to Wal-Mart and picked up these fabulous Hello Kitty shoes for $5, best purchase I've ever made!!
After putting on our appropriate tubing gear, we headed down to the creek with two infant sized tubes. Mistake number one. We spent 20 minutes hiking up the creek, only to sit down in our tubes and sink to the ground, which resulted in a 20 minute hike back to inflate new ones. Once we were all settled and ready to go, I decided it would be a good idea to take my homemade cardboard boat down the small waterfall. Unfortunately, it didn't hold up as well as I thought it would and ended up sinking right away. I spent a few minutes flopping around in the water until I gave up on the idea and got back on my tube. RIP Cardboard Boat..
A group of staff had gone tubing a few weeks ago and complained that the water was too low, but since it had rained quite a bit the past week or so, the water was perfect! We had such a great time! We came to a shallow part in the creek and had to stand to carry our tubes past the small rapids. Alyse stood up to walk and had some giant crawfish thing attached to her back. I started screaming "IT'S ON YOUR BACK, IT'S ON YOUR BACK!!" She looked at me like I was joking and made no motion to knock it off. I think she got the clue when I had a meltdown and screamed "GET IT OFF!" repeatedly. We both started panicking and finally got it off, only to immediately initiate a crawfish check. For the rest of the morning I was convinced there was one on my head ready to suck my brains out...
After we made it down the creek, we both decided that our Hello Kitty shoes were no longer meeting our expectations and decided to call it quits early. We got out on the All States trail and made our way back up to the other side of camp. For some reason, every single spider on camp decided to make a web across the trail, face level. So I designated Alyse the spider stick person and watched as spider after spider latched onto her face. After the sixth or seventh one was dangling from her hat, she decided that enough was enough and I became the spider stick holder. I eventually got frustrated and just held my tube in front of my face whilst running as fast as possible. We ended up surviving the trail...barely...and after a vehicle rescue from our German friend Spinelli, we were on our way to the comforts of a house with a washer, a bathtub, and a TV with the Olympics on. We rounded out the weekend with a trip to the Waffle House where I had "Texas biscuits with gravy"...
Speaking of Texas,
8 DAYS UNTIL I'M BACK!
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