A Wild Ride ... But i survived. | caroli9's Blog
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While i was having a little holiday I thought it would be fun to try the Hot Dog ( a Huge Rubber thing that looks like a hot dog that gets dragged behind a speedboat ) Oh the Joy. Step 1. Put on the wetsuit ( so the water doesn't go up your *Ahem* ) I had never put on a Wetsuit and don't think i will again. It was like squeezing into new skin that was three sizes too small. and as it was by the Lake... there where no dressing rooms. it is not a quick process. Step 2. The life Jacket ... which wasn't too bad.. considering the wet suit was crushing my body. At least i would float cause i doubted id be able to use my arms to swim. Step 3. Getting on the Hot Dog... Easy peezy ... you sit on it in a kneeling position and hang onto the strap. I felt like i was on a bull at a rodeo Step 4. TAKE OFF .... Hang on for dear life cause all the driver of the speedboat wants is for you to go flying through the air and face plant into the water. Step 5. Did i mention Hang on for dear life ? Step 6. Once you have face planted its time to get back on the thing. Did i mention the wetsuit ? Well once the ringing in my ears had stopped and i made sure i wasn't bleeding from my eyes... I had to get back on the thing. I held onto the strap and tried to lift my leg over ... err ... did i mention the wetsuit ? no foot grips... deep water... Step 7. Again .. i cant stress this enough "Hang on and don't let go !!! " Once the speedboat driver realized it was more fun watching me get back on the Hot Dog ... his inner Demon took over. I did hang on for what seemed like an eternity and i was beginning to enjoy the wind in my face and the speed... Until My face hit what felt like concrete.. and I made a mental note to myself as i floated on the water .... Close eyes and mouth... and kill him. Step 8. trying to get back on the boat when your body feels like you have been beaten up. Thinking of murder but too weak to lift arms .. wanting the jaws of life to get the wetsuit off because it was now a part of me. But after 10 minutes of wrestling off the wet suit my only thought was get my arse to the nearest pub for a drink. THERE ARE NO PHOTOS OR VIDEO EVIDENCE OF THIS .... I made sure :) This Blog Entry's Comment Board (2 comments)
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