We are going to lunch with Dennis and Betty Jean today. They are swinging by to pick up the canoe. I will be sad to see this wonderful canoe go, but thy have the young daughter and want to be back on the water themselves. It is a very safe canoe for children.
We bought this canoe many years ago when Carrie was little. The beautiful thing about it was that it was heavy and wide and had a center seat for the kid.
We never once turned over in this canoe, that is how perfectly it was balanced. Which was a good thing when you have a toddler in the canoe that you might have to save.
It also has a safe in that center seat along with an ice chest to keep your food and drinks cool. The safe is a waterproof area where wallets and watches would go. And phones, now, we didn't have them back then. And your important paperwork if you needed it. When we took the dogs we would have their rabies certificates.
We traveled all over the place canoeing in the rivers and streams and bayous. We were with a group of people one weekend and heading down some particularly wild water rapids on the Wolf or maybe the Black River. I sat in the front of the canoe and Frank was the rear rudder so I could see the rocks coming hard and fast. He started yelling at me, paddle on YOUR OWN side of the canoe!
This was one of his things he did in all of life, not just canoeing. He wanted to be in total control of the canoe, front and back. He was almost always yelling at me one thing or another, and I had already told him he was going to have to find another partner to work with, because I was no longer having fun.
He will never be one to "let" me be in charge, he has a compelling need to control everything. But now I just do it anyway and don't give him a chance to control it.
Now the canoe is too heavy for me to handle. I can't hold it up high enough to get it back on the roof of the car.
We want to get a pair of kayaks instead now. I can paddle my own boat, thank you.