It was a lovely day today. I went tubing!
Some friends and I went out to the small town of Entwistle where you could rent an inner tube and they would shuttle you to and from the river. These were quality tubes, with a nice shelf at the bottom so that you weren’t going to fall through. And it was a beautiful day for it. It was nice and sunny. We got onto the river at around 11:30 and floated for about three and a half hours.
The river was low, so there were frequent times where we got stuck on rocks. In other places I could actually flop off my tube and swim a bit.
At one of these places, there was a straight tree branch sticking very far into the river. It blocked the way, so we needed to maneuver around it. On the very tip of it, there was the most vibrantly green grasshopper I had ever seen. It would have made a great picture if I had been stupid enough to bring a camera. The grasshopper jumper on to one of our tubes as we went past. Then, a few minutes later, while swimming, I came across it struggling in the water. I picked it up and put it on my tube while I kept swimming. It seemed happy enough. But then after awhile I watched it jump off into the water again. I rescued it and waded to shore with it. I’m probably doing evolution a disservice.
My biggest problem was that I was too manic. I needed to calm down and just enjoy the slow river. The water wasn’t even cold. But I seem to be competitive when there is no need to be, or even anyone to compete against. Thankfully, I had one friend who would tell me to calm down; even if I didn’t always listen, I appreciate anyone who gives me sound advice.