Trillian
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Went out on our new boat with the girls today, it's just a canoe and we had paddles, and went out from a beach along the Hudson. Found a really nice cove, sat and had a picnic lunch, found the PERFECT sturdy twisted driftwood vines for my new chameleon basking spot and spent a while picking off the bark while the girls played in the waves.
Hubbles wanted to go further around the headland, but as it was our first time, I thought it was better just to head back the way we came and play it safe, after all, it had been quick and easy to get that far.
Instead we wended up almost back to the launching beach, paddling quickly to get away from dark clouds that I thought might be a storm, when a few big waves hit the boat in quick succession, from nowhere, the river having been a little choppy, but no big deal previously. Hubbles was yelling that he would jump out as I was bailing water, when suddenly the water was to my waist and the canoe was upside down.
We all had life-vests on, so although the girls can't swim in water that deep, I figured they would float. I saw my eldest, but could only hear my youngest, she was screaming that she was inside the boat. I panicked, and was clutching the couple of bags that I managed to save, didn't know what to do, but my Hubbles reached under and pulled her out. She was so scared so I told her to grab onto me, and Hubbles swam my eldest to the rocks as my youngest wrapped her arms and legs around my neck. Took me 20 minutes to reach the rocks, thinking all the time that some sort of rescue boat would be along any minute, after all, that couple on the rocks watching us had their phones out and anyone with common sense would be calling for help, seeing as they weren't jumping in to help.
But no, they weren't doing anything of the sort, they were taking pictures, videoing us and laughing. They were definitely old enough to know better. Hubbles went back into the water to get the boat, turn it over, bail it out and paddle it back to the beach. I took the girls along the rocky shoreline to the beach, barefoot as we'd all lost our shoes.
As we walked past the couple I gave them an earful, though didn't swear because that undermines arguments with strangers. They had nothing to say, though offered that they couldn't swim and didn't realise we were in trouble. Upside-down boat, people swimming for shore wearing florescent life-vests? Yep, pretty ambiguous, I agree. Did I mention that she had been quite obviously assisting him with removal of his sperm plug at the time?
My girls were very impressed with the dressing down I gave the couple, who snuck off embarrassed. Twats. I yelled back that I hoped if they ever needed help there was someone around who would actually help them.
So we're home, wet, scraped and bruised, with no mobile phones, and I lost my beloved Hitchhikers towel, which I'm incredibly upset about, as well as the loss of the perfect basking vine. But we are all okay, and there is plenty of vodka in the freezer.
Hubbles wanted to go further around the headland, but as it was our first time, I thought it was better just to head back the way we came and play it safe, after all, it had been quick and easy to get that far.
Instead we wended up almost back to the launching beach, paddling quickly to get away from dark clouds that I thought might be a storm, when a few big waves hit the boat in quick succession, from nowhere, the river having been a little choppy, but no big deal previously. Hubbles was yelling that he would jump out as I was bailing water, when suddenly the water was to my waist and the canoe was upside down.
We all had life-vests on, so although the girls can't swim in water that deep, I figured they would float. I saw my eldest, but could only hear my youngest, she was screaming that she was inside the boat. I panicked, and was clutching the couple of bags that I managed to save, didn't know what to do, but my Hubbles reached under and pulled her out. She was so scared so I told her to grab onto me, and Hubbles swam my eldest to the rocks as my youngest wrapped her arms and legs around my neck. Took me 20 minutes to reach the rocks, thinking all the time that some sort of rescue boat would be along any minute, after all, that couple on the rocks watching us had their phones out and anyone with common sense would be calling for help, seeing as they weren't jumping in to help.
But no, they weren't doing anything of the sort, they were taking pictures, videoing us and laughing. They were definitely old enough to know better. Hubbles went back into the water to get the boat, turn it over, bail it out and paddle it back to the beach. I took the girls along the rocky shoreline to the beach, barefoot as we'd all lost our shoes.
As we walked past the couple I gave them an earful, though didn't swear because that undermines arguments with strangers. They had nothing to say, though offered that they couldn't swim and didn't realise we were in trouble. Upside-down boat, people swimming for shore wearing florescent life-vests? Yep, pretty ambiguous, I agree. Did I mention that she had been quite obviously assisting him with removal of his sperm plug at the time?
My girls were very impressed with the dressing down I gave the couple, who snuck off embarrassed. Twats. I yelled back that I hoped if they ever needed help there was someone around who would actually help them.
So we're home, wet, scraped and bruised, with no mobile phones, and I lost my beloved Hitchhikers towel, which I'm incredibly upset about, as well as the loss of the perfect basking vine. But we are all okay, and there is plenty of vodka in the freezer.
