Saturday me and some friends went Salt River Tubing. Good times were had, even though the sun never came out from behind the clouds and we were shivering for a good portion of the trip. We spent a little over five hours floating downstream, and and it positively flew by. Talk about a wild bunch of folks out there. There were marshmallow wars, people with water guns, floating barbecue shacks, and a whole lot of drunk people.
Personally I was probably in the water as often as I was on my tube. Something about being around water just makes me want to swim. So I played Mr. Tugboat for our group, trying to keep us away from trees and away from the shallows. It didn’t always work out, and I’ve got a few nice bruises to show for it. Talk about some good exercise though! I haven’t been this sore in a long time.
We are hoping to make the trip again later in the summer, when it might be a little warmer.
^ Like a retarded fish to water ^