Wasn’t that into today’s Reverb 10 prompt, so I decided to pick another one that I missed out on!
This comes from author Ali Edwards:
Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).
I thought it would be hard to single out one particular moment in the last year, but it wasn’t. In fact, one popped to mind straight away. It took place last summer on my holiday to Croatia. I think that’s the summer baby in me – I always feel a little more alive when the sun is shining and the evenings are brighter.
Our holiday of choice was to the land of Croatia. It was an excellent decision and the entire trip was magical (see post here) but there was one moment in particular that stood out.
Conor is a very adventurous kind of guy – the type of man that has eaten guinea pig, walked the Inca Trail and ran the New York marathon and although I’m up for trying lots of new things – I take a bit of cajoling! But, when he said he wanted to try sea kayaking, you didn’t need to ask me twice! Neither of us had really kayaked before (unless you count my sixth year experience on a Galway lake in the freezing cold?) so we were both excited to get out onto the clear blue waters. We were placed two to a kayak, myself in the front and Conor behind me. Accompanying us was our guide Pavi and two other girls, one from the US and another from New Zealand.
Just as we had tightened our life jackets, the skies darkened. I’m not taking about one little rain cloud eclipsing the sun, I’m talking about big bad scary storm clouds covering the entire sky! The water became choppy and dark and the wind started to blow.
Now, anyone who knows anything about Croatian weather, can attest that this is an unusual occurrence in late June. The look on our guide’s face said it all. It was a mix between confusion and anger….and it scared the crap out of me! “I’m not sure we can sail today,” she said, “the weather is really unpredictable”. The scardey cat in me thought, Ok cool…back to the apartment we go. No scary kayaking for me, thank you very much. But the girls wouldn’t take no for an answer, “Couldn’t we just go out into the Bay for a bit, and not go all the way out to sea?” the American girl suggested. “Yea, surely it’ll clear up in awhile” the other pushed.
And so we went. My arms paddling as hard as they could through the choppy waves and Conor trying his best to coordinate his paddle strokes behind me. At first it was just the wind to contend with, but soon enough the rain started pelting down on us. It got to the point that I couldn’t see a foot in front of me with such heavy raindrops! I was saturated with water and my face hurt from the stinging drops. However, we continued on and we were going at quite a steady pace at this point. The guide shouted to us, “Are you ok? Do you want to go back?” and in unison we all shouted, “No no no!”. We pressed on probably for just over half an hour.
Suddenly, the rain stopped. Within seconds, the big bad scary clouds drifted away to reveal a big, happy, gorgeous sun. I looked down and saw crystal blue waters and instantly my paddle became less heavy and glided through the current. We brought our kayaks up onto a stunning little pebble beach and lay there, looking at one of the most amazing scenes. We had kayaked right across the bay, and now that the rain had cleared, we could see the tree covered mountains, the little pebble beaches, and the bay front homes. We each got an ice cold glass bottle of Coke and took it all in. The sense of accomplishment, coupled with great company and an amazing view made that moment completely perfect.