It was a beautifully hot day here Redding, about 106 around our house. So we decided to pull out the 2-man raft we purchased three years ago, and see how it works on the lake. We took a short drive down to Whiskytown Lake, just 8 miles outside of Redding.
The first thing we noticed is that the temperature dropped almost 10 degrees in this short little drive. When we arrived, we (meaning I), pumped up the raft. We stopped on the Western side of the lake where there is a camp group and beach with a protected swimming area. The raft, while stating it is a two-man raft, really fits one-man and a small boy. I have no idea how my wife and I would actually fit in here without our legs hanging out the ends – very uncomfortable at that.
Mathias and I climbed in and started to row out, while Jaimie found a nice shady spot to read. We had a blast but before long, the first oar broke at the join – which made it a real pain to get around. Then again, Ti was just having fun splashing the oars in the water getting us both really, really wet! His favorite thing was to have be row with one-and-a-half oars after the ducks and to pull along side drift wood, which he’d pickup. Then he’d dip the wood in the water, and let it drip on my legs, and then repeat.
A bit later on, we pulled up along side Jaimie for a snack break. And somewhere between bit 3 and 4, Mathias pushed the boat away from the shore and hopped in, waving and saying “see you later”. Fortunately I had my water bottle connected to the tether, which slowly floated along with him, and was able to grab him without any problems. And we set out again to go around the swimming hole, and go around in circles chasing the ducks who know a lot more about moving around in the water than the two of us!
Eventually it was time to go home, so we rowed towards the ramp area and got out of the boat, which Mathias was pretty hesitant to do. And after I got out and started organizing everything, guess what he tried to do? Yep, set sail again. So Jaimie and I picked-up the raft by the side handles and carried the raft with Ti in it. About 50 feet down the way, we set to boat down, so he could walk and I could simply carry the raft. Before Jaimie had a chance to grab his hand, he was off like a shot back towards the lake! He just couldn’t get enough of the water! So I had to drag him, kicking and screaming all the way back to the car.
Once in the warm car, he was pretty happy, especially since we were heading home for dinner.