Can you please get me out of the harness, bob!!

So while on retreat we had the opportunity to go parasailing.  It is awesome! At first I was a little apprehensive.  I have a firm belief that I should keep two feet on the ground.  But the Vin and Caro talked me into it and then we talked Ali and Lin into it.

The first day the company kept stringing the time along- so we jumped ship and found another company.  So today we went out.  It was about a 20 minute drive up the mountain.  I was matched a Nepali Instructor named…..Bob. Yep, Bob the Nepali.  We took our gear to the mountain side.  I was the first on up. Yikes.

Bob was pretty funny- whne it was time to go his instruction was when I say Go you walk when I say Go you run…. what does that even mean… but before I could say anything the wind picked up the glider and we literally ran off the side of a mountain.

The ride was breathtaking and gorgeous.  The wind was chilled and when you hit an air pocket the air was so thin and crisp you couldn’t hear a thing.  It was like being an eagle just coasting along.  It wasn’t long before Bob asked me if I wanted to do some acribatic moves… you bet you sweet bippy Bob! We did corkscrews and swung from side to side.  He somehow did this vertical drop that left my stomach 10 feet above me.

By this time the wind is picking up and I can feel it lift us and move us around- we got caught in a couple of clouds- but I was still loving it.  So Bob was like its time to go- and I was like Bob it couldn’t have possibly been 30 minutes.  He was like, “Kendall look over at the landing field– you see how everyone is blowing over- a storm is coming and we gotta get out of the sky…” that was a good enough for me.  I am too young to die- plus my mom would never let me forgot it if I died. [she would find me in heaven one day and just lay into me]

 

I stole this from a brochure... our day was cloudy you couldn't see the white caps.

I stole this from a brochure… our day was cloudy you couldn’t see the white caps. This is the lake I “fell” in.

So we started to descend and the people who landed infront of us couldn’t get control of their sail so Bob has to back up so we didn’t tangled- but when we backed out the wind caught us and we started deciding straight into the lake.  As we are going down I just start thinking…great I am going to drown, my mom is going to be so disappointed all that money for swim team and I am going to drown in 3 feet of water.

So of course I fully submerge in the water- and Bob who was strapped behind me falls on top of me and then our sail falls right on top of us.  I can’t stand up or move or breathe… and I am just so disappointed that I am going to drown in standing water– but finally Bob gets the sail under control and I can stand.  Bob looks so sad and scared and he is just apologizing and asking if I am okay…. and the wind is picking us up and dragging us further in the lake- So I just look at Bob and say ” Get me unhooked from the freaking sails, Bob”  I think my terse response unfazed Bob and he got us disconnected and I swam the 100 yards to land.

 

This is the lake I "fell" in.

This is the lake I “fell” in.


It was really funny! I am glad that I didn’t do.  We all seemed to have a traumatic time- Vinnie got dragged 20 feet on road when he landed, Lin got picked up by the wind when she was in line waiting for her launch- Carol tripped off the mountain when she was running off it- and the wind was so bad when alisha was about to go they didn’t let her go.

Advertisements

About knbohman

I am 25 years old. I work in Charleston. I have a pretty ridiculous imagination. If I were quieter I think I could of been an amazing librarian or museum curator. I love crafting and reading books. If I don't know something, normally I will just make it up and say it with confidence. If I had more courage I could of been a stand-up comedian. I love learning facts and quotes...and one day I will try out for jeopardy.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s