lol .. that's a little bit different then the tubing i had envisioned seeing when i first read your blog title.
i recently went tubing with a bunch of church youth. we had truck inner tubes and floated down a river with hiney's hanging in the water. but then there's no way to put anything beyond inner tubes or kayaks on the section of the New River we were on.
but this looks like a ton of fun. what a speed rush!
In Arizona we used to tube down the river, but that was floating in inner tubes with a cooler full of beer and snacks tied on behind, no motorboats involved. Much calmer.
When there is an inversion and the fog rolls into a shivery valley it is both dangerous and breathtaking. Walking on the gravelly path seems stable, but even the small twigs that stick up around the edges grab onto the moisture and create little artistic ice crystals. a male house finch adds a spot of color! After a few days of this wintery chill, a warm Chinook wind blew in. It was probably pushed ahead of what the weatherman called an "atmospheric river" which drenched the west siders way beyond seasonal norms. It is forecast that Christmas will be warm and no white stuff falling. At least not here. **** May there be moments of peace and hope in your hearts as you celebrate this holiday. Hug each other. Feed the birds ****
The mouse business began last month when a bad aroma began to annoy me. I nervously checked the compost crock and the garbage can and even peeked in the oven to see if a piece of meat had been left to die there. My nose finally led me under the sink to a forgotten mouse trap. Sure enough, there was a little furry creature ripening under the hot water pipe. Gag me. The snare and its little feast of long dried up peanut butter had been prepared several month previous; set by WR in response to my reminders (nagging) that we needed to be prepared for the winter mouse invasion. I'd left the primed trap alone, acknowledging each time I noticed it with careful avoidance. After our catch, we were once again aware that the field mice had found shelter under the house. And, that at least one had squeezed through the small opening around the kitchen pipes into the warm cabinet under the sink. WR set another trap with fresh peanut butter. Now I am paranoid. I keep hearing things: Paper...
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i recently went tubing with a bunch of church youth.
we had truck inner tubes and floated down a river with hiney's hanging in the water. but then there's no way to put anything beyond inner tubes or kayaks on the section of the New River we were on.
but this looks like a ton of fun. what a speed rush!
I think I would have enjoyed any seat... in the tube, on the boat, or even on the river bank watching.
music was great ending with laughing
I have never done that but it looked like great fun (o:
Now excuse me while I go throw up.
FYI: There's a contest at my place that's right up your alley.
Ya'll have a terrifically blessed Thrusday!!!!