Tubing the Weber River

I know that summer is officially over, but I have to play catch up on my blog. So here is yet another summer adventure.
Towards the end of July we decided we were going to float the Weber River. None of us had ever done it before, but it sounded like fun. We started out with a big breakfast at my house and then headed out. After rafting and swimming in the freezing cold Snake River, this water seemed nice and warm.

It was a gorgeous float that was a leisurely hour and a half long. Well, leisurely except for the part at the very end where I hit a rapid, got pulled off my tube and sucked under water and had to swim for dear life to get out of the undertow. Other than that, it was great.

My friend had parked her car at the bottom and I had left my car at the put in spot. She drove me back up to the top where I unlocked my car, hit the unlock button, tossed the key on the seat, shut the door, and went to wash my feet off in the river. But after three years of owning this car, I apparently still can’t figure out which is the “lock” and which is the “unlock” button . . . I had locked my key in the car.

After calling around to a million different tiny towns without tow truck companies, I finally got ahold of one. My friend Steph went back down to the bottom and got everyone to drive back up, and we sat and waited (patiently and happily, as you can see from the picture) for the tow truck. When he finally got there, a random guy tried to get in a fight with him. Awesome. Fight averted, he got my car open. Luckily for me, one of the guys with us is a member of AAA and the tow truck happened to be AAA certified, which = no charge. Yay!

We had so much fun (minus the locked keys part) that we decided to do it again a couple of weeks later. We ignored the weather reports and headed up in some cloudy weather. We were about a half hour into our 1 1/2 hour float when the skies opened up and it started pouring rain. Oh, and did I mention the thunder and lightning? Yeah, there was that too.

So our choices were to keep floating or get out and walk in the rain along the side of the freeway. We opted to stay in the cold water and get pelted by the pouring rain. Now I don’t know how many people know this about me, but I HATE being wet and cold. Thus, the whole float was completely miserable for me. By the end I was seriously not a happy camper.

I guess I will have to go back again next year and try to have an incident free float.

Checkmark for the Summer Bucket Book: Float a river

Fortune Cookie Friday

Yikes! I’m so far behind on my blog that I can’t even keep up on Fortune Cookie Friday. I know you’ve all been missing this weekly post (you know, the one that I’ve only actually followed through with once), so here it is, today’s fortune:

I’m beginning to think that this fortune cookie writer is just trying to get on my good side. I mean, I’ll admit it, at first I was flattered by all of the nice things he was saying, but now it’s just getting a little bit old. I mean, tell me to “Beware of falling flower pots,” or “Approach big decisions carefully today” or something! Not all fortunes are positive, you know. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not actually looking for the black cloud here, but I’m just sayin’ are only good things going to come my way? Well, maybe I could get used to that.

Although really, maybe today’s fortune isn’t that great, after all. You see, I come from a fairly sarcastic family and I have extremely sarcastic friends, so getting someone to speak well of me can be tricky. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I know they love me and all that, but they just show it by insulting me. Which, let’s be honest, I kind of prefer. I guess good fortune may be a little further away for me than I thought.

Conquering the Mountain

Ok, this should probably be titled “The Day the Mountain Conquered Me” but I don’t know I want to admit that. I made a second attempt to go mountain biking. It was fun, but I haven’t gotten the gear shifting thing down yet. Combine that with my lack of leg power, and I think my career as a professional mountain biker is shot. Oh well.

On a side note, Adam’s Canyon is a really pretty “ride.” At least it looked pretty every time I could get enough oxygen to see straight, or when I would look up from pushing my bike up the trail. At least I have a goal to carry over to next year.

Checkmark for the Summer Fun Bucket Book: Mountain biking