The Rentz Family Adventure....

At the end of this post will be a video and picture slide show of our incredibly wonderful Labor Day weekend camping trip.... Oh wait sorry. Not gonna happen. You see we went Canoeing in the Clarion River and it hasn't rained. So the river was seasonally low said the driver of the unairconditioned van stuffed with 20 or so people plus our two beagles as they unceremoniously dumped us on the rivers edge. The five or so of you that read this blog~ I hope that you are all photographic thinkers as I set the stage for you....

The players....

My husband if you don't know us/him he is 6'4" think linebacker.

Our Darling 9 1/2 yr old going on 19 yr old daughter cheerleader/soccer star. Think athletic build.

Me- 5'4 Sometimes Runner, still carrying pregnancy weight see here for that part of our life.

Finally our two beloved beagles- Max Could Double as a pot-bellied pig and Erma she's still a puppy and in generally great shape.

The Stage.....

A River on the low end of low, a canoe and throw in some rocks for good measure.

Action~


All loaded up into the canoe we set out for a leisurely afternoon (knowing full well that canoe trips when your last name is Rentz do not normally turn out so well).

A full 30 seconds into the River Ride Erma (2 yr old beagle) launches herself into the river. Never having had her around any bodies of water we were shocked and amazed to see her swimming like a champ. We then load her back into the Canoe and continue along our way when....screech. Stuck.on.a.rock. Not a little rock either. Apparently I was not doing a good job of co-piloting this trip. We try to push off slowly... and try again... and again and then..... well, think TITANIC, ONLY NOT AS DRAMATIC. More National Lampoonesque. The canoe flips we are all underwater, including our dogs, the old boy is barely holding his nose above water.... my shoes are floating down river, the canoe fills with water... and...well...now as I type it hysterical laughter is hard to hold back...but any husband and wife out there can imagine, that hysteria of the comical kind was not happening at the moment... and to add insult to literal injury.... My favorite camera of the last 10yrs, was in husbands pocket at the moment of impact.... Toast! So no pictures to be had of all the comedy of errors... I just hope you entertained yourself with some good mental pictures!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I just read your story of the canoe trip and have to tell you that after a lousy day at work, I needed the laughter that your story brought me. And there is truth in the part about the last name of Rentz. It is something we women folk have learned to either live with or try to ignore.
Anonymous said…
Ok, I laughed out loud and Dusty had to come see it too. Wish I could have seen that...but your description put me right there with ya.
Rachel
Anonymous said…
That was funny, wait, shallow river, 6'4" man, small child, small dogs, wife underwater. So this was like Gullivers Travels and the voyage to Lilliput.
LUB

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