Canyoneeering

For his birthday, I bought my husband two canyoneering classes, one for him and one for me. We decided to make a mini-escape out of it. It ended up being one of the neatest and funniest things we have ever done. But it was a comedy of errors from the get go. We started off by taking Wednesday & Thursday off work and planned to leave early Wednesday, but instead ended up cleaning the house until the kids got home from school. When we finally pulled out, it was to late to find a camping spot first, we had to go straight to the class. We got to the site, camper in the bed of the truck, and realized that the incline we had to traverse to get into the parking lot was much more than we had expected. I had to get out of the truck while he pulled up into the parking lot, because I had so much anxiety. But once in, we had a glorious parking spot! Then, on to canyoneering 101. We learned to tie knots, secure carabineres and harness ourselves for future canyoneering adventures without our trusted guides. Little did they know that without a guide, I was scaling no mountains, jumping down no rock faces and harnessing up again never! I'm sorry, but even a double jacket fire hose is not strong enough to hold me after I've tied a knot in it! But all things considered, we had a great time. By the time we left, it was well after dark and we still needed to find a camp site and a grocery store, not to mention dinner! We ate at Red Lobster, love that endless shrimp! Then we went to Target and picked up some stuff for breakfast. By this time, getting a camp site was going to be nearly impossible, so we conceded and stayed in the camper in the WalMart parking lot. Funny thing, we pulled in and backed into a spot with a single pine eree,ustaseyond thside the door and a little stream just beyond th