Kayak I.

I kayak on Lakes and moving water both. After experiencing class III rapids, part of me would like to say that I prefer lakes. However, the more adventurous half say's GO FOR THE RAPIDS!

The first time I ever kayaked I set out alone on a creek in Minnesota called "Minnehaha Creek". I had just purchased a 14' sea kayak; that wasn't the best choice for water like this. However, I knew I'd tackle other waters.

The headwaters were slow, deep, and marshy. As I moved along, there were sections that were narrow and fast. Rapids here were never more than (approaching) class II, but I was a novice at best; class I freaked me out. I had been on this creek before but that was with an experienced friend in a canoe about 7 mi. down stream.

To cut a long story short; my end of the voyage came as I approached a narrow section with an entire tree down across the creek. I raced forward with no chance of banking my rig (again, I had no experience), I thought I'd lean forward to lessen the damage to self, no way! So I leaned backwards, hoping for the best.

As the bow of my boat crashed into the great log, it was pushed, submerged into the waters. As I passed under it myself, my hat flew off and my spine cracked from C-4 to L3. I had made it. However, I nearly crapped my pants. It was time to get out of the creek.

In less than a quarter mile I found my exit. I beached in a very muddy patch and learned I needed water boots.

I have been on many adventures since and plan to write about them. My second adventure was on Lake Superior.