Rubber boating

After 905 kilometres on the roads of southern and western Sweden, we returned our rental car to OKQ8 – but not before picking up a new wetsuit for Eddie and a rubber boat, much to the delight of both kids.

Today, we took the boat up to Härlanda Tjärn, where I managed a short swim while the kids practiced their cooperation and coordination skills as the wind quickly caught their vessel and carried them away from the bridge. After thirty minutes and little progress, I figured I would better intervene. So, I entered the lake from the far end, making my way through the reeds and collecting a respectable number of scratches in the process. Once through, I looked up, only to find the kids gone. A few hundred meters of swimming later, I saw them back at the bridge, calmly waiting. Clearly, I had underestimated them. In retrospect, I should have just stayed on the bridge, sipping my coffee.