Outdoorsy-ish AF

We like to think we’re outdoorsy, but in reality we’re the outdoorsy type who talks about going camping and yet we own no gear. We go for nature walks and might spot a handful of migrating birds (my husband’s an amateur birder), or hike a local hill (not a mountain), but we enjoy being outdoors and that’s enough to say we’re outdoorsy-ish.

We got a 3-person inflatable kayak for our 3-person family. It sat in our basement for 18 whole months before we were brave enough to open the box, read the instructions, and take it out on open waters. Everything was laid out on the front yard—the kayak, paddles, life vests, and even sunscreen! We were so prepared. It seemed pretty straight forward, so we decided to load up the car, go to a local lake and take a chance. The drive over was exhilarating; we were going kayaking in our blow-up kayak that’d been sitting in it’s box in our basement for a year and a half! We are so outdoorsy-ish!

We pulled in next to all the other cars and trucks (with their real kayaks and canoes). We proceeded to lay our balloon on the side of the road and pump it up using the car pump it came with. The one thing this outdoorsy-ish family couldn’t figure out was how to get a read on the psi gauge. We had no idea if it was under inflated, and over-inflation can cause explosion (yikes!), so we just said “fuck it”; it felt good enough.

I’m here writing this long-overdue post, so needless to say, we made it! Our virgin excursion was a success! We didn’t sink (although we could have used a little more air), we clearly survived, and it was fucking awesome! Jacoby sat in the middle, ate some goldfish and ordered us to paddle faster on either end for over an hour. We waved to other kayakers as if we’re one of them now and even helped rescue a lost fishing lure with adept maneuvering of our water blimp. Damn straight, we’re outdoorsy-ish AF!