Kayaking in Florida

I’ll admit to you that I have never kayaked in Florida. I’m not even sure that I would kayak if someone paid me cash money.

The reason? Have you heard of the animals that live in Florida waters? Snakes, manatees (google ‘manatee splash’ for a real heart pounder) not to mention alligators all reside in this lush, tropical, mostly swampy, humid state.

Don’t get me wrong. Florida has some beautiful qualities…all the beaches, great theme parks, sunny winters, etc. But, I will not kayak or swim in any Florida lakes or waterways. I’m too much of a big chicken.

My husband, on the other hand, grew up in Deltona, Florida. He had his own kayak and went out by himself as a teenager. He would go out into the woods and out on the water as much as he wanted. He tells me these awesome exploring stories, and he even can tell if a gator is in the water simply by the sound the gator makes. I really didn’t know that gators made any noise at all until we were by a Florida lake and he said, “Shhh! You hear that?! That’s an alligator.”

“Are you nuts?” I always reply so sweetly.

“How do you know that was a gator?”

“I used to hear them all the time when I would go out kayaking in Deltona.”

“What?!” I looked at him in sheer terror.

“What do you mean ‘what’? Haven’t you ever been kayaking?” He asked me.

“Heck NO!”

My mom would have never allowed that! I can hear her saying right now “Do you realize what lives in Florida water???!!!” End of story.

Imagine my horror when Mike wanted to take our kids, Emma and Jensen, out kayaking.

Once again, “Are you nuts?” this is a common question that he’s had to answer for the thirteen years of our marriage. Sorry, Babe.

He somehow talked me into it.


Granted, this first kayaking trip was on the Intracoastal Waterway…just sharks, no worries.

“We’ll be fine, Babe. Don’t worry.”

He was right, but I did worry.


Both kids absolutely loved kayaking, of course, much to my chagrin, but hey, at least they’re just riding ON the water not swimming IN the water. Right?! I’ll keep comforting myself with that until I think of something more comforting.

Yours Truly,



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