Glawe's Outlook

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

To boat, or not to boat

Living so close to lakes most of my years, you may have thought that I would have spent a great deal of time on the water. Frankly, I prefer it coming out of a shower or to quench my thirst.

I have had a few boating experiences - on a variety of vessels - and I don't necessarily need many more experiences on the water in my lifetime.

I have had the opportunity to be out in the middle of Storm Lake a few times - once on a pontoon with residents from Methodist Manor; a couple times in Dick Anderson's speed boat, pulling Alta students behind on innertubes, a new experience for many of them; and recently with Thayne Benz, who was gracious enough to take me out to get photos of the Regatta participants this weekend.

I recall the summer I was 13. I was staying at the lake with my best friend where her family had a permanent campground. Bored, as 13-year-olds often become, we took a row boat out on Round Lake, the same lake I swam in as a youngster. We didn't consider that there was a strong wind - we just wanted something to do.

We rowed and rowed and laughed and laughed until we realized we were never going to make it back to our starting spot. We got help from her older sister and friend who helped us out of the water and let us have it for being so stupid as to take a boat out on such a windy day.

Perhaps it was. But it made a memory; we still laugh about that day.

The next summer, I went on a canoeing trip with our church youth group down the Des Moines River. I knew nothing about canoes. I was partnered up with a male member of the group. I figured this as more of a guy thing so he would keep us going in the right direction.

I thought that, until, we tipped that canoe over. Again, there was much laughter and another memory was made.

I am only glad that our pastor had the foresight of planning the trip on a small river rather than taking us to the white water area!

My husband and I went on a cruise for our honeymoon, many moons ago. People told me prior to the trip to prepare for sea sickness; I didn't and I was!

I didn't feel the floating hotel rocking on the calm waters but I did feel my stomach rocking a short time into the voyage. Not familiar with where the accessories were, including restrooms, I made a mad dash from the dinner table to any I could find, which happened to be one posted with a man on the door. I wasn't concerned with what or who I was going to see in there; I did get a weird look from a man coming out the door but wasn't about to explain.

My wonderful new husband was able to find me some drugs for motion sickness so I was able to enjoy the rest of the cruise - and all the great food. Again, a memory that I have shared many times!

Boating isn't bad, once in a while, and there are many, many people who make boating their hobby. But me? I think I would rather have my legs on land instead of sea.