Winner, 2009 US Travel Association Best US Destination Story
Scotty’s words are still echoing in my head: “Whatever happens, don’t go in the hole.”
It is too late. We are in the hole. A towering wall of water engulfs the kayak and flips it around. Suddenly, we are pointing upstream and being sucked backwards. I glance around to discover my brother is no longer behind me. He has been washed out but has managed to grab the rope at the back. Somehow he hauls himself back in and we paddle like madmen, crashing through a series of huge waves to make it to calmer water.
Scotty is waiting there, smiling and shaking his head. “I told you not to go in the hole.”
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I enjoyed reading your blog and the way you described your trip; Thank you for such a refreshing reading material!