Craig's KayaK Story

Craig’s Kayak story: Saturday i decided to go kayaking around 1:30 and forgot that we just had our monsoon season. i went to huguenot where it was less rough and the water was higher. Well you know how there is that canoe slide in the middle of the steps that makes it easier to get your canoe up. The water was about 8-10 feet higher than usual so i figured i could just slide down into the water in my kayak..like i do all the time off the rocks..no prob. I was useing my wet bag for the first time and had a sweat shirt, drinks and the rest of my stuff..i left some air in the bag as well so it would float. i put the bag in the front and a lifevest in the back. well i guess that added some weight cause when i went down the slide my kayak kept going and cold ass water came over the boat filling it. boat flipped i got out swimming i had my shoes on and shorts with a belt ,one hand holding the boat the other holding my padel. needless to say being that the water was so high it was also raging down stream. right as this happens about 4 people came to the top of the steps. so they got to watch this idiot swim to the shore and get out covered in mud and debris and my pants sagging reveiling my full moon alls while pulling this kayak out of the water which now weighs 3,000 pounds filled. any way i dumped my boat and got in like normal people do and went out for a long 3 hour beautiful sunny ride......another quick story from a couple days back. one day i was out with brad and he started sinking and it sucked cause we had to keep dumping it. there's a hole a little smaller than a pencil eraser. I have 2 kayaks that look the same the one i always use(mine) and the one bradley was using with the hole in it. I was in a rush to get out cause i didn't have a lot of time and i had a good adventure planned. not realizing i grabbed the kayak with the hole and headed out on my way. the trip was to go out at 42nd street and explore around the dam below hollywood cemetary. i get about half way and realize there's a lot of water in my boat i look back to see if my king kong drawing is there, nope, wrong boat, mother trucker! well, a week earlier, i gave the tape i always kept in my bag to a group in a raft that had popped on a stick. karma works backwards with me i guess. So i thought to myself, honestly, what would mcGuyver do. then it hit me, you know how the plastic cellophane on cigarettes melts...it shrinks and shrivels up like one of my limbs did in the first story...so i took the cellophane and twisted it, put it in the hole burned and pressed both ends and whammo.!..ding di de ding ding ding on the road again… my trip took a turn and i went all the way down the bell islands rapids without a skirt... oh and from the first story my stuff didn't get wet in my new wet bag! ;)