Fun & Fear

Well my friends
Here I am again and I haven't yet run out of things to say. Lets hope I don't because other wise reading would get very boring. So when we moved into the house we are currently living the people had six boats. In agreement of buying the house they gave us one of these, a 17 foot canoe. This boat is one of my most prized possessions, and will probably become more so... I don't know. Anyhow, to the story. Today my dad and I took out the boat which I have named the Paramahamsa (par. a. ma. ham. sa.) After both Swamiji, the word for swan in Sanskrit and the last part is a sacred symbol in the east, I don't really know what. OK so today we decided to go canoeing, problem one. How do you get a 17 foot metal canoe on top of a 6 1/2 foot tall van?
I don't really know where it came from but I had the idea we could use a board and an old blanket and pull it up. The plan worked.
We finally got to the lake and after a bit of struggle got the boat down and into the water. We got in and started to paddle. I was in the prow and dad was steering, at the stern of the boat. Now this is where the fear and fun comes into play. It was very windy out, and plus as it is Labor Day many people where out in pontoon or motor boats in the water. In other words there where really tall waves. Hamsa (as I will call her) would go uuuuuup on a wave and come crashing down into the water and I would get wet. Now on one hand I could be scared, we're in a canoe for heaven's sake! We could tip over! But then I realized the fun side of it. the rest of the time cutting through the water was quite fun. I don't get fearful much, at least of physical things. I am not scared of heights, spiders, talking in front of crowds those kinds of things. It's OK to be scared, but really if you die, you die! Why worry? So I realized today how even if something is scaring you except you are scared, and then have fun!
I did not get a picture of our little adventure, but I will next time. Thanks for reading!