We got up there on Friday night. Being the gamer that I am, I was in heaven when we played games until the wee hours of the night. (See ya next week Jack... can't wait for the Mario Marathon! {my nephew Jack heard that we were coming down next weekend and asked his mom if we could play Mario. Of course we can! Can't wait!})
On Saturday, we woke up and decided to float the river. I was lucky enough to inherit my mother's death fear of snakes. Now most people are kinda afraid of snakes, but us Gildea girls are REALLY afraid of snakes, like REALLY afraid... to the point of not wanting to do any type of activity if there could possibly be a run in with a snake (thanks mom). I was really really nervous that one was going to float right up to me while going down the river, I would probably freak out and tip my tube over, thrash around in the water and then stop breathing. No really, I did imagine all of this taking place before we went down there. I am happy to report that there were no snakes on the river today! We had so much the first time going down that we decided to go down again. The water was sooooo warm and it had just the perfect amount of rapid mixed with the perfect amount of calm, slow water. Pot of gold at the end of the rainbow was definitely when I was getting out of my tube the second time and plop, a bird pooped right on my leg. My hands were full so I asked Jordan to wash it off of my leg. I guess he wasn't really getting the idea and washed it back towards me in the tube. Yuck.
Then we shot the shot gun... not so much. I think I hit the clay pigeon by sheer luck and I am pretty sure it was the same story for Jordan as well. Plus it was so freaking loud and the gun had so much force it practically knocked me back. As Jordan said, the little shooting that we did was just the right amount for both of us.
ss picture taking and little more fourwheeling. Which he did.