This very canoe.
So, I took a trip last weekend.
A trip to my sweet, sweet homeland.
It was quick, but wonderful.
On Saturday, some friends and I headed out on a tobogganing adventure.
We had a good run, full of races & wipeouts.
As we walked down the hill and towards the car, I turned around to find myself face-to-face with a big, yellow canoe.
Or should I say foot-to-bow?
Inside this canoe were four teenage boys, weighing in at a total around 437 lbs.
The front made contact with my right foot, with a force that sent me flying.
My bottom half came up to the level of my upper half.
And then gravity kicked in.
I hit the ice on my left side, knocking the air right outta my lungs.
I'm making it sound ultra-dramatic, which is just something I do well.
But the truth is that after it was all over, we went back to the canoe for a photo-op.
It's okay.
I want you to laugh.
I am!
Because, really, how many people do you know that can say they've been hit by a canoe?
4 comments:
i laugh every time i think about it ... sorry!
wish i could have been there to see it, and then rip a strip off of those teenage hooligans. a canoe? really? in broad daylight? c'mon, wait until the sun goes down and there's no one else on the hill. that would be fun.
Awesome story for the grand kids!!! Love it! ha ha
Ha! That's awesome. Glad your alive and well to tell about it.
haha...that is funny. I actually really like that first photo.
I personally would like to try going sledding in a canoe! Those boys had a smart idea.
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