06.10.10
Let the River Run

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But after kayaking on the lake for several hours, I wasn’t worried anymore about drowning. In fact, although my shoulders were hurting, I was actually enjoying paddling the waves. It wasn’t scary anymore. Because it had become fun.
Then, Mike invited me to kayak on the Allegheny River. I said no. It was moving water. It would be too scary. I would never survive.
A few years went by and I had (and took) the opportunity to kayak on a small creek. The water there was very fast. There was little time to relax. It wasn’t at all like the lake. But it was fun because it was something completely different than anything I’d ever tried.
A funny thing happened yesterday. I drove by the Allegheny River and looked at it through my car window. It didn’t seem so threatening anymore. I learned that river water is much slower than stream water. What I had (already) done on the creek had been much more death-defying than kayaking on the river would have been.
And I had no idea while I was on the creek.
I was just there for fun.
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