
I told my husband that I would get him a small boat for Father's Day, just to paddle around, fish, maybe attach a small electric motor to. I told him to do the research and tell me what he wanted. I was a bit surprised when he came back and told me he wanted a kayak instead. Long ago at summer camp I played around with them so it sounded like a good plan to me to.
Friday night we went out and bought a sit on top tandem kayak along with all the necessary gear. We were excited to try it out right away so Saturday morning we set out for Coyote Lake, a lovely place near our home that in addition to boating has camping and picnic areas. All boats need to be inspected these days in California because of the mussel problem. After that we launched and everything was great!
For about two minutes. Then the kayak started lurching to one side and then the other. I thought Jim was moving around but he said he thought we were taking on water. Strange. The kayak was lower in the water and the lurching got scarier until in the middle of the lake we were hurled off the side and the kayak turned over. We had life jackets and scrambled to get our belongings which were either sinking or floating away. With some trouble Jim managed to turn it over and held it steady while I climbed in. It was too low in the water for him to climb in though.
At this point we were a little closer to the other side of the lake so he swam and I paddled the kayak over with great difficulty. Once we got there Jim tipped it up and gallons and gallons of water came out. Wow, no wonder we lurched but how did all the water get in? Jim said the inspector had not re-latched the whatever-it's-called so he thought that was how it got in.
At this point Lake Patrol showed up and instead of asking us what was wrong, read us the riot act for being on the wrong side of the lake. We were standing there sopping wet, telling him we were taking on water but he just said, it looks dry now so you can get moving. Nice! He finally did ask us if we needed a tow but since we thought the problem was solved we said no.
We got back in the kayak and started paddling. It soon began doing the same thing and we had to stop again (still on the wrong side of the lake) to empty it. Finally Jim turned it over and inspected it closely. Up in one of the scupper holes was a hole. A hole in our brand new kayak! What to do? Lake Patrol had disappeared so we were on our own again. Jim got a brilliant idea. He took an apple, ate around it to fit the scupper hole and shoved it in. It worked! We paddled across the lake with no incident and actually enjoyed ourselves doing it. But obviously we were done for the day.
We loaded it up and later, Jim took it back to the store and exchanged it. This time he and the sales guy inspected it thoroughly beforehand and the replacement kayak seemed fine. But we had to know for sure so we went to the lake again on Sunday after church. The inspector was a little surprised to see us with another brand new kayak and really got a kick out of our story. He laughed and laughed. He especially enjoyed the Murphy's Law of getting pitched out in the middle of the lake.
But this time the kayak worked perfectly and we paddled around the entire lake. We realized that kayaking is really fun when you're not sinking and are looking to learning more about it. My arms feel like jello today but I had a great time.


































