the farmer...and his field

For hours yesterday morning,

a thunder and lightning storm sat above our heads....not wanting to move.

It left us with almost 4 inches of rain (according to the rain gage),

and it left flooded fields in its wake,

overflowing ditches, and washed out roads.

So when THIS field was brought to my attention just a couple miles down the road-

....I couldn't resist.

I HAD to kayak down the new river which now snaked its way across the canola  field.

The Farmer gave in to my seemingly ridiculous idea, and loaded the kayaks.

Ben came along to try it out, but after seeing the whirlpools of water and listening to the rush of it all as it torpedoed out of the culverts, decided to hang back and be our photographer.

The Farmer~ about to enter his field in a way he had never done before.

Forget trucks, tractors, seeders, sprayers, or combines.

This time- it was a kayak.

And we were off. 

Into an unknown and unheard of adventure....

paddling forward to see what was around the next corner.

{I'm thinking- 

canola.}

What followed was a very fast and pretty sweet kayak.

Oh I WISH I would have been daring enough to bring the camera through that canola river jungle.

It was beautiful, surrounded on all sides by millions of canola flowers.

And even though there is actually a river flowing through Farmer's field now....

it was a nice thought to think we were making the best of it.

We hit whirlpools of water, which- 

when we hit them head on, resulted in water pouring in over the front of the kayak.

I don't think I've ever been doused with water like that while kayaking.

(Who would of thought it would happen in a canola field.)

Of course...we had to bail out before we hit the actual creek.

It's so high now and supposedly quite dangerous with the logs, trees, and whirlpools.

(As much as I insisted to try it out- I guess I don't know my creeks and dangers of;)

We dragged our kayaks out of the water, and hiked our way back to semi-drier ground.

Considering we were hauling 2 kayaks through soft mud, and having to battle 4 foot stalks of canola,

I think it was one of the prettiest hikes I've ventures out on.

It was probably the best way to make lemonades out of (raining) lemons.

And so much fun....

I just had to go one more round.

Definitely tops the list for 

~Best Field Adventure~