No I'm not leaving Chris and vice-versa. Just thought I'd share a funny story that happened on our honeymoon several years ago.
You know the old adage that opposites attract? Well I guess its true in our case, although we do like a lot of the same things. The one case where we differ however is outdoor activities. I've never been much of a fan of outdoor activities. At the time of our wedding, I had ridden a horse once ( that was plenty for me!!), had never been canoing/kayaking, mountain climbing, or hiking. Chris had done all that and more, including being a certified rescuer in mountain climbing when he lived in Estes Park, CO. I've never been to CO, even to this day.
Anyway, for our honeymoon, we went to stay in Gruene, TX down near New Braunfels, just off the Guadalupe River. We stayed at a beautiful little bed and breakfast called the Gruene Mansion Inn. Well we were determined to hit all the little touristy shops, antique malls,and go swimming and dancing. Chris decided that we should also try to go canoing down the Guadalupe. I was all for it, since I never had done it, I didn't quite know what I was in for.
But here is where the title of this post comes from , since I wound up dumping him out of the canoe...
It all started out in fun, but the guy at the canoe rental place warned Chris that it was pretty easy rapids, but there was one spot where there was a drop and it was a bit rough. He said to make sure we went over straight due to the rocks below the drop. Chris taught me how to paddle the canoe, but silly me just wasn't getting the hang of it so he told me to stop paddling and he would do it. Then the drop was coming up, I saw it getting a bit rougher and I panicked... I started paddling and the canoe started turning ( remember we were supposed to go over straight), well Chris jumped out of the canoe, cutting his feet on the rocks and sent me over by myself, but I was straight so I didn't crash below the drop. Then all of a sudden , miracle of all miracles, I started paddling straight down the middle of the river. I wasn't having any problems at all, except that Chris was getting farther and farther away. I guess it started me to realize I was leaving him far behind, when I heard him yelling for me to stop and get to the side. Well I did and he hobbled to me on cut feet, and needless to say he wasn't happy. He was however proud of me for finally learning to paddle, but not for leaving him behind.
Well we are both doing fine, but that was our only outdoor adventure on our honeymoon. We did wind up going to the Natural Bridge Caverns and the Wildlife Park, where a Llama spit on our car. We had a great time, but to this day Chris will tell anyone how I tried to off him on our honeymoon, lol.
We've never gone canoing again.