Thursday, January 29, 2009

Con't Past Exerience

At the end of that day we were just getting on to the Petawawa River. Which is probably the longest river in Algonquin Park. Its also one of the most fun, because of its easy rapids.

At this point my dad and I decided to skip most portages and attempt to ride the rapids in our canoe filled with stuff. I must say I was a little nervous at first, but after a couple I started to gain some confidence in my dads skills as a canoeist. Unfortunately during on of those fateful rapids, we got pinned on a rock sideways horizontal to the river, so we had the entire pressure of the river pushing on the entire side of our canoe onto this one rock. We were lucky that we decided to get the Kevlar canoe because if we hadn't any other canoe would of snapped in half. My dad told me even for being so young I didn't panic, I listened to what needed to be done and we managed to get off the rock safely. Was definitely on of the scariest moments on the entire trip

We continued down the Petawawa the fourth and fifth day. On the fifth day we came upon some fairly large rapids, where we saw a fairly hardcore couple sitting on the shore looking at the rapids. I say hardcore because they were dressed up in all river gear and whitewater canoing stuff. My dad just hopped out and scouted the rapids, and figured it looked safe so we hopped in and took off down the rapids. As we started we accidentally ended up spinning and going down the rapids backwards. It must of been quite a site for that couple seeing my dad wearing no life jacket and his son who's eight sitting calmly in the front smiling waving as we go pass them.

The remainder of the trip was a series of rapids quick decisions and current guiding. If it wasn't for all my fathers past experiences this trip could of ended up way worse, but because of him it gave me a whole new profound look at outdoors. Thats most likely the reason why I decided to go to the course Outdoor Adventure at Algonquin College. I want to experience the thrill of the outdoors, like how I did with my dad.

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