Mike's True Account of Events-Wednesday
August 2, Wednesday
Another rousing breakfast and off we went White water Rafting. Bonny put this event together and we drove about an hour and a half to the Nahantahala (I think that’s it). I drove with Patti, Aunt Judy, Bob and Josh. We arrived without incident. Bob got to benefit from older and more mature world vision and he suddenly declared in the car that he was switching from the Republican to the democratic to be more like Mike.
Our clan commandeered two rafts. In the first raft were a lot of Hargroves and Daniel. This raft had a guide from the raft company. Since the rest of us looked rugged and tough we did not have a guide and Josh with his vast white water experience became our fearless leader. Actually, Josh did a pretty good job. Since he was captain he was looking for a marriage to perform, but everyone on our raft was either married or not engaged (Timmy and Ryan). To say the water was cold would be an understatement. We had no idea how could it was because all our feet went numb inside of five minutes on the water. In the front of our raft we had Nikki’s husband, James and across from him in the stern was Timmy (This was a huge mistake as I shall relate.). Next came Patti and Wil was across from her, then me and Ryan with Josh on the tiller. The idea in white water rafting was to go frontward and paddle around obstacles. James and Timmy got a little confused over the paddling part. James lost his paddle and Patti had to rescue it for him from the current. Then, the front guys are supposed to paddle in unison. This was not happening and whenever there were words from the back about these phenomena, James and Timmy would stop paddling altogether to discuss the concept of paddling. This resulted in further dialog from the back of the raft. Fortunately, Wil was able to get James’ attention with his paddle. However, once we got going, the next time we came to another obstacle, the whole paddling problem would start again. Patti, whose profession it is to save lives, wondered aloud that if she killed James would the current keep him from view. I persuaded her against violence in that we would miss dinner if we had to explain James’ disappearance. We tried to trade James and Timmy for Daniel in the other raft but the Hargrove raft already knew a good deal when they saw one (Daniel). When we hit the final rapids, James fell out of our raft. There was a picture of this. Josh, however, wondered if there were any pictures of him paddling. However, in the other raft, Billy Hargrove took a fall into the river. See the other pictures on the blog for a true account of what happened in that conspiracy. We all had a good time. If you want to know about the other raft, then I challenge those others in that raft to post accounts on the blog.
We finally made it back right on time for a delicious dinner of ribs, chicken, corn, and all sorts of good stuff. Tom and Linda did the honors and we again sat around and told stories, hit the hot tubs or collapsed in sheer exhaustion.
Another rousing breakfast and off we went White water Rafting. Bonny put this event together and we drove about an hour and a half to the Nahantahala (I think that’s it). I drove with Patti, Aunt Judy, Bob and Josh. We arrived without incident. Bob got to benefit from older and more mature world vision and he suddenly declared in the car that he was switching from the Republican to the democratic to be more like Mike.
Our clan commandeered two rafts. In the first raft were a lot of Hargroves and Daniel. This raft had a guide from the raft company. Since the rest of us looked rugged and tough we did not have a guide and Josh with his vast white water experience became our fearless leader. Actually, Josh did a pretty good job. Since he was captain he was looking for a marriage to perform, but everyone on our raft was either married or not engaged (Timmy and Ryan). To say the water was cold would be an understatement. We had no idea how could it was because all our feet went numb inside of five minutes on the water. In the front of our raft we had Nikki’s husband, James and across from him in the stern was Timmy (This was a huge mistake as I shall relate.). Next came Patti and Wil was across from her, then me and Ryan with Josh on the tiller. The idea in white water rafting was to go frontward and paddle around obstacles. James and Timmy got a little confused over the paddling part. James lost his paddle and Patti had to rescue it for him from the current. Then, the front guys are supposed to paddle in unison. This was not happening and whenever there were words from the back about these phenomena, James and Timmy would stop paddling altogether to discuss the concept of paddling. This resulted in further dialog from the back of the raft. Fortunately, Wil was able to get James’ attention with his paddle. However, once we got going, the next time we came to another obstacle, the whole paddling problem would start again. Patti, whose profession it is to save lives, wondered aloud that if she killed James would the current keep him from view. I persuaded her against violence in that we would miss dinner if we had to explain James’ disappearance. We tried to trade James and Timmy for Daniel in the other raft but the Hargrove raft already knew a good deal when they saw one (Daniel). When we hit the final rapids, James fell out of our raft. There was a picture of this. Josh, however, wondered if there were any pictures of him paddling. However, in the other raft, Billy Hargrove took a fall into the river. See the other pictures on the blog for a true account of what happened in that conspiracy. We all had a good time. If you want to know about the other raft, then I challenge those others in that raft to post accounts on the blog.
We finally made it back right on time for a delicious dinner of ribs, chicken, corn, and all sorts of good stuff. Tom and Linda did the honors and we again sat around and told stories, hit the hot tubs or collapsed in sheer exhaustion.
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