Kayak Narrative

It was spring break of 2012, and my family and I were spending the week at our vacation home in Leakey, Texas. As usual, one of the days we decided to go kayaking on the “Frio River” less than five minutes away from the house. We put comfortable clothing on and prepared the two kayaks and floating tubes in the back of the car, then we took off. When we arrived, one at a time, we carefully placed each bright orange kayak on the water. We brought our two dogs with us, so my miniature black Chihuahua, Hershey, ended up joining me on my Kayak. Just as I began to start paddling, my mom called me to turn for a picture.
In the photo I am wearing old gym shorts, a white T-shirt, a cap, and have a smile on my face. Meanwhile, Hershey is standing in

Luckily, the water was especially clear that day, which allowed me to observe the plentiful fish passing below my vibrant kayak. The fishes ranged in all sizes and species, including bass, catfish, perch, and minnows. Other aquatic life, such as turtles and crawfish, made brief appearances that day as well. Additionally, the fully grown oak trees that surrounded me gave the photograph a high aesthetic appearance. With all this being said, the nature was undoubtedly the high point of my experience that day. I remember passing by a large group of lily pads which many fish and insects took refuge in. Dragonflies, of all colors, would continuously descend on my kayak but then quickly depart after realizing I wasn’t a floating log. Deer’s would gracefully stroll by enjoying a meal as squirrels would fidget around looking for nuts. It was mother earth at her finest. As is evident by my expression in the photo, being on the river made me feel as if I had temporarily escaped all my worries. When you are occupied with paddling and a beautiful scenery, you don’t have time to think about life’s difficulties. Eventually, when I made my