Jimmy was very excited about sailing on his old stomping grounds, the St. Johns River (which is the longest river in the US that flows north). He took Ashlynn out for awhile and although she became quite good at working the ropes, she wasn't comfortable with the speed they picked up during the stronger winds which led to a fear of capsizing. When it was my turn, I realized that I'm definitely only into comfort sailing. I'll definitely pass on future rides on a boat without a place large enough to plant my big butt. At the first chance, I jumped off and Jimmy continued to sail by himself while I recovered in the pool. The next morning, we were off to California to see my family.
No comments:
Post a Comment