As
the son and the father are finishing up their lunch the father notices that
clouds are beginning to roll in, but he doesn’t worry and figures that they
will have plenty of time to get back to their camp. They load up the kayaks and
head back out onto the water. The father paddles with haste, as the clouds
become darker and darker but his son is growing tired and slows down to almost
a stop. “I’m so tired, dad. I don’t think I can paddle any longer.” Says the
son. “Son, the clouds are moving in fast and if we get caught in a storm out
here on the lake we’ll be in big trouble. These little boats aren’t meant to
ride on white capped water.” The father replies, with worry in his voice. The
father attaches the boats together so that he is also pulling part of the
weight of his son’s kayak. The wind picks up even harder and the father becomes
extremely worried, and is also growing tired with the added weight of his son,
and the second boat. He begins to look for a place to take shelter, because by
now it is clear that they won’t make it back to camp by the time the rain
starts. He spots a cave about a half a mile away, and makes the decision to
head for it. As he begins heading for the cave, rain begins to fall and by this
time the father is shouting orders at the son. “Secure your life vest, and hang
on to your paddle! If you fall out of the boat keep your head above water, and
try to hang onto one of the boats.” Because of the wind whipping back and forth
and the chaos of the moment, the boy starts to cry. The father paddles as fast
as he can, and eventually makes it into the cave. They secure the boats to some
rocks on the edge of the cave and try to take refuge in the cave. The young boy
and his father spend the next couple of hours in the cave, but eventually the
storm lets up enough for them to get back out onto the water and try and make
it back to camp for a second time.
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