This weekend we took Rosey out again. This time we decided to take advantage of the predicted rain and do a float trip. We have not taken the kayaks out this season yet. It's just hard to find time for "fun".
I did a little research and found a campsite on the river near the bridge in Glenwood. Samuel and I took the camper up when he got out of school on Friday. This was my first time taking Rosey out by myself. I have to tell you that Sam and I backed her in and set her up completely be ourselves!
Tim followed us with the kayaks when he got off work. Walter joined us on Saturday.
Our float on Saturday was cloudy and a bit cold. If you ask Sam, it was probably extremely cold, as he was the only one to fall in.
The river level was up a little, enough for the float to be fun.
We floated again on Sunday and the sun cooperated. The weather was warmer and the float much more enjoyable. I love this view!
On our way down the river we saw 87 turtles (yes, we kept count), 2 snakes and one sweet little dog.
He was determined to follow us. And follow us, he did, for about 5 or 6 miles of our float. He would run along one side of the river until it would get impassable, then he would swim to the other side and keep following us. There were a few times he would just bail off into the river and swim after us. I felt sorry for him and finally just pulled him into my kayak where he would ride for a while. Then after he rested, he would jump out and run along beside us again. Sam and I named him Pumpernickel, Nick for short. He followed us to our campsite where he was rewarded with a bowl of leftover scrambled eggs and sausage. After a nap in the sun and a good head scratch, he was on his way, wherever that might be. Good luck, Nick.