I just had the best Valentine's weekend ever! Once again Jonas and I went to the Peace River, but this time, there were about 30 others in the group! Well, in actuality, we crashed THEIR trip. A group of these dudes have been doing this same President's Day weekend trip for 10, 12 years? (Can't remember the number...) And it was really different from last time, but definitely just as much fun. We woke up Saturday morning and were out the door by 5:30am to get on the road to Arcadia. Once we got there, 4 hours later, we fought the current paddling upstream for probably close to 5-6 hours so that we could find the perfect place to set up camp. Finally, we found a pretty good spot, and Jonas claimed a spot for us to set up camp "in the suburbs," which really means we wanted to set up our tent away from the chaos and noise of the other people. It ended up working out pretty well for the sleeping part, but I must have "commuted," back to get beers 1,000 times on Sunday. But hey, I slept like a baby away from the noise.
After we found our spot, Jonas decided he wanted to go across the river and explore the other side. I followed him. We went up the bank and what's the first thing Jonas sees? An armadillo! So he tells me they are REALLY blind, but have great hearing, and decides to sneak up on the thing and grab it by its tail. Of course, as soon as it flies out of his hand, it comes screaming towards ME, who takes off sprinting back down the bank into the river. Weirdest looking creature ever.
The first night was great. Jonas had caught a few fish and deep fried them for dinner. Uh, YUM! We got pretty drunk and fell asleep... the temperature dropped and I woke up FREEZING in the middle of the night, because we decided to bring ONE sleeping bag. But whatever, I woke up the next day ready to partyparty. Had some breakfast, cracked open a beer, and chilled ALL.DAY.LONG. It was great. We all pulled our chairs down into the river to drink and chill. The water was PERFECT and the weather was amazing. Jonas went fishing with John at one point, and I made some friends. Once Jonas got back, I figured out a nap would probably be a good idea considering my BAC in relation to the TOD (time of day?)
That last night was amazing. During my nap, the guys set up a HUGE bonfire... I'm talkin 15 feet tall!! -- AT LEAST! A few hours later, when I realized I couldn't hold my head up anymore, I gave up and went to sleep. And woke up feeling great (Jonas, not so much) and we made our way back to the Outpost, riding a tailwind and downstream current. I should probably mention that we took a break for lunch, and of course, I was the only one out of the entire group that almost steps on a fucking snake.... just my luck, right?
But a slurpee and some jelly bellies later, we were on our way back to Miami. The billboards changed from casinos and airboat rides to Diamonds and Patron. Yep, definitely back in Miami.
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