Yesterday, Mario and I took the kaboat out on her maiden voyage. She’d been out once before, but never like this. Never with a 4-horse power motor on her rear setting off into the Pacific. Actually, we weren’t sure if it was going to work. Ok fine, Mario wasn’t sure. I don’t know enough about this stuff to have an opinion one way or the other. But the water wasn’t as flat as he thought it would be. Still, it looked safe enough to give it a try. Oh, what’s a kaboat you ask? It’s an inflatable boat. A mix between a Kayak and a boat. And it wouldn’t be Mario’s boat without some sort of modification to it. So of course he had removed the inflatable floor and added a piece of plywood to give it a hard bottom. He had his reasons. He always does, just ask him. We proceeded to load all our gear into it, and drag it down to the water. Ok fine, Mario dragged it. But I followed closely behind looking like I could catch something if it fell. Which of course we all knew I couldn’t. I then took my place at the bow and with Mario pulling her, we made our way out over the first couple of waves. This is not something those of you who like to stay dry should try. And since I’m one of those who likes to stay dry, you can imagine my disappointment when about 2 minutes out a wave hit us and I was left soaking in the realization that Mr. Damp panties was here to stay. Luckily, that disappointment soon vanished as I found myself facing forward with my legs up on either side of the boat, jeans pulled up to my knees, 60 degree water spraying my legs and feeling like the captain I was pretending to be. With my life jacket on, hoodie a bit wet, and a HUGE smile on my face, I thought to myself, “This is the life!“. I held on tight and we made our way out about a half mile. It only took us about 10 minutes to reach our destination. With a rope tying Mario to the boat, so I wouldn’t be stranded on the boat alone, he dove for fish and I laid back and enjoyed my afternoon of heaven. With the water lapping in my ear, the sun shining on my face, all was right. At that moment I realized something. I realized that I wouldn’t have done this alone. I wouldn’t have known how. And I love that my boyfriend is a do-er. He doesn’t just talk about doing something, he does it. And therefore, I do too. Mario and I share a lot of the same dreams and it’s nice to know that with him, most of them will come true.

My little link to Heaven.

Pacifica