With five kayaks piled in two trucks, Mom, Dad, Colin, Jorge and I crawled slowly toward the lake at camp Lazy Acres in New York.
It was a hot July day, perfect for a smooth paddle – my first kayaking experience.
And not a bad place for it!
The water was still, serene and reflected the surrounding foliage like a mirror.
We even had an audience.
Jorge was the first one in.
Time for kayak number two.
Mom was next.
Neither of them had fallen in yet so I considered myself ready.
Turns out it was much easier than expected.
I even won a race.
I was, of course, forced to surrender my camera and just relax. Colin, Dad and Jorge caught fish. I made my way around the lake several time and then chilled out in the sun which was pretty perfect, just missing tea and a good magazine! Next time, bring on the rapids!