Thursday, July 15, 2010

Provo River

The Provo river what a grand adventure we had today, very memorable to say the least. We started off the day hanging out with my besty Monique who brought her brother and sister with us to float the ice run off we call Provo river. Started out great we dipped our toes in the water and from that second on I was trying to remember why I agreed on this journey in the first place. Thus the 4 mile journey begun. It was going as well as could be expected we were laughing having lots of fun kept getting caught in the bushes but it was fun. The first adventure we came to was when we were floating in the this half fallen tree that was hanging about 6 inches above the water. Andrew came up with a plan that we all though would work he said when we get to it we will all catch our selves and push us around it. So as we approached and stuck our hands out to catch our selves Monique was the first to find out that plan had a little flaw in it. The current below us was much stronger than we thought, she got sucked under the tree with her arms and legs flayling Andrew and I were right there behind her. We all got thrown from our tubes and for a second I thought we lost them. We were all fine and then the real fun happened! we went through pretty wild rapids and of course I was the lucky one to get flipped off my tube I hurried got back on but by that time I was way behind everyone else. Because my husby wusby is such a wonderful person he decided he would grab a branch and wait for me. Well to his suprise right as I was passing he heard a pop and his tube was gone. I didn't know what to do here I go flying by my husband, a river on one side of him and a forest of prickly weeds on the other. I tried to jump off my tube to go save him but little did I relize 1) the water was well past 6 feet deep I couldn't reach the bottom and 2) i jumped off in the middle of rapids. I finally get to shore with my tube in my hand not knowing what to do. while all this was happening Mo and her siblings were waiting for me also and while they held on to a branch Moniques tube popped. So I gave her my tube told her and her siblings to finish and we would walk. So random tuber guy that saw this happen said we only have about a half a mile left. Boy he was uninformed. It was 2 miles left. Andrew and I started walking on an old rail road track that followed the river. I was the only on in our group that has brought shoes so Andrew was walking bare foot through rocks weeds and hot metal. After tuffing it out for about 5 minutes he finally gave in and took one of my shoes. With our other foot we made quiet wonderful shirt shoes that maybe were not as good as a real shoe but boy of boy was I grateful. As we were walking I had a lot of time to ponder about how many things I was grateful for.
A rail road track which for part of the way gave us wood to walk on instead of just weeds and rocks. Which by the way just intersected the river and started following it right before the tube popped.
A husband with such a great attitude, we both knew that our feet were hurting but never did he complain.
Shoes, even if it was only on saved my left foot from a lot of pain.
the beautiful Rocky mountains if we were stuck walking in the middle of know where for an hour I was glad for such beautiful scenery.
Sun screen that we very generously put on more than we needed before we left for our adventure.
I was so grateful that if i had to be in this situation that I was with my husband, most of the way we just walked talked hand in hand down the rocky rail road.

We were laughing at the irony of the engagement photos that every couple takes. We are the reality, walking down train tracks wearing on real shoe and one shirt shoe. Welcome to married life its not just a pretty picture posed... we are living the real adventure LIFE

It seems like a train wreck kinda day but it was the most fun I have had in a long time. As long as we are together we can make any situation great! I love days that are something you would never expect and are days you will never forget.

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