Kayaking on the Open Seas

Over the four day weekend, one of my friends here, asked me if I wanted to go kayaking on the ocean. Being the “I like to look at the water and not go in it,” type and being not so fond of any sports in which you only use your arms (I played soccer give me a break),  I wearily said yes.

So on Friday morning we went out for our adventure. We borrowed the kayak from some friends of ours who recently aquired the kayak. Now this is no ordinary kayak. Austin had a great kayak which he very much wishes he had here however, we sold it before we left and bringing it here would not be worth the money at all. That kayak was a great kayak. Spacious, went through the water well and much more. This kayak is very different.  It is a blow up kayak, however it was made for the open waters. This is not my ideal kayak ing situation but I decided to go for it anyways.

We carried the kayak across the street to the ocean and headed out. Our goal was to reach Snake Island which seems really close when you are looking from the beach but you never really can tell how close islands are.

The beginning was easy. My arms were fresh and I was excited for my new adventure. I really loved all of the quality time that Elaine and I got to spend together. Lots of time for girl talk which is always nice around here, due to the fact that my close friends live on the other side of the world.

As we approached our destination I realized that the side of the island we were about the hit was very rocky and did not look like a good place for a blow up kayak to go. Therefore about 50 feet from the island we decided to turn the kayak around. It took us about 45 minutes to get to this point.

Once we turned around was when my arms started to get tired. After that my legs were feeling cramped and wanted to move. On top of that I was beginning to feel seasick. I did not want Elaine to think I was  chicken or that I did not enjoy the adventure because I did, however I do not feel I was ready for this long of an adventure. In my head I was thinking “GET ME OUT OF HERE AND ON LAND!” I knew though, that the only way to get back was to keep paddling and so I did.

After what seemed like an eternity we did make it back. My legs and arms and mind were so happy to be on land. I laid in the sand for a few and just rested. This helped a lot with the seasickness, which almost made me hurl. Our landing was much further down shore from where we started our journey so we had to carry the kayak up the shore for a little over a 1/4 of a mile. This may not seem like that long but after my arms  and legs were so tired and I was not feeling well I was not looking forward to it. We started by carrying it with our arms but quickly realized that would take us forever. I suggested carrying it on our heads. And so we did. It worked quite nicely and I felt like a real African Mama. I am sure the Tanzanians that saw the two white girls carrying a kayak on their heads were quite amused.

When we made it back to our friends house to drop off the kayak I was exhausted but very pleased with the adventure. I am still not sure if I am meant for the open seas or for using my arms for major exercise but I am always eager for new adventures.

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One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Mom on May 24, 2010 at 6:28 pm

    What a grand adventure! I am jealous. I would love to kayak on the ocean. Keep having adventures for me. I love hearing about them!!! Love you!

    Reply

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