Not sure if it was the mode of wake-up, the team’s composition,
or just a genuine desire to hit the river that moved things along so quickly;
but looking back over the week, I should not have been surprised. Throughout
the week, we often found ourselves with some time on our hands. Chores seemed
to get done more quickly, teams seemed to be where they needed to be and doing
what they were supposed to be doing without a lot of encouragement, and this
helped things run more smoothly. I’m not saying this week was not without its
moments. When we put this many teens together in close quarters, there is
always a little drama. Thankfully, most were able to look beyond it in order to
accomplish what we came here to do.
Today’s task; pack up, clean up, and load up so that we can
have some fun on the river. This we did with flying colors. We switched tubing
companies this year. We paid a little more for easier access into and out of
the river area. It was worth every penny. Arriving early, the company was able
to get us up river a little early and we were on the river about an hour
earlier than normal. Of course there is one drawback to this, the water felt a
little chiller without the mid day sun shining down on us. But this didn’t seem
to bother anyone. Not ten minutes down river, team members were tube surfing
and jumping in and out of the water having a good time.
The first leg of our journey was about 90 minutes, stopping
at Smith Falls, at about 11:30, for lunch. With a quick trip to the restroom
for some, we all headed back to the falls for our annual team photo at the
falls. The water was cold but this didn’t stop most of the team from joining
others who were as they stood under the falls and climbed on the rocks. Picture
taken, we headed back to the picnic area for lunch. By now the noonday sun was
in full force and the team dried out quickly and soon was anxious to get back
on the river. Our second leg was just a little longer than the first and more
scenic. Along this leg we saw a hawk, frogs, a crocodile snapping turtle
warming itself on a log, and an eagle that seemed to float above us. Before we
knew it, we were at the pickup point and it was time to drain the water out of our
tubes and help load them in the trailer.
After a short ride to the company headquarters, it was time
to change out of swimming suits and say good bye. As always, there is a genuine
reluctance to do so. The relationships formed over the past week are real and
nobody wants them to end. But with assurances of returning next year, the
exchange of phone numbers, and the promise to connect on Facebook, we gathered for
one last group prayer, shared one last hug, and then loaded up the vehicles to
head out in the different directions from which we came.
Thankfully, everyone returned home safe and sound and if
what is happening in our parish is indicative of what is happening at others,
the stories are being shared with all who will listen and excitement is already
building for our return to a place where friendships were formed and relationships
began to develop between our youth and the youth of Rosebud.
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