It's February and today I find myself pining for warmer weather. In all honesty, it's a nice day today, warm, sunny and reminiscent of early Spring, but being stuck in the house during the long winter months always takes my mind back to the special days of summer in the Rockies.
One of my favorite things to do in the summer is whitewater rafting on the Arkansas River. My husband and I are what rafting guides call double dippers, meaning we like to raft through the Royal Gorge (Class 4 and 5 white water) two times in one day. It is tiring, exhausting, but from the minute my backside sits down in the raft there is an ear to ear grin on my face.
I lifted my oar to one of the rafters for so they could help me out of the water. She didn't know what to do. Finally the guide, a young lady I would never want to tangle with (she was fierce) let out a few expletives and pushed people out of the way and lifted me out of the water and began to wrap me in warm, dry clothes.
But you know something? As awful as it was and as frightened as I was, I would get back out on the water again tomorrow if I could. It's the BEST TIME EVER!
When I write I try to incorporate life experiences into some of my stories. Can you imagine my Victorian ladies, Susan, Faerie and Augusta on a rafting trip in the appropriate dress of their day? What a word picture!
Anyway...can't wait for summer, but for now I have my dreams.
Until next time,
Picture from Lake Tahoe, another of my favorite summertime memories.