The second event in the World Cup has come and gone.  I am about a week late for everything so in my time I am right on time. 

 

 

Augsburg and Prague were very different.  The course in Augsburg was made in the 70’s for the slalom Olympics, and they have it set up as a country club.  Lush green grass all over the place, restaurant, boathouse, a bunch of slalom boaters, and one BIG hole.

 

We got to the town at about eleven at night and spent two hours driving around looking for the place.  Luckily we found a sign with a picture of a kayak.   BINGO. . . we must be in the right place.  I don’t even remember setting the tent up.  I do remember waking up to the sun and moving the tent four times until we found a place we wanted to stay. 

 

Ruth Gordon was nice enough to let me borrow her boat for a couple days before she got there, so the first thing in the morning Stephen and I went kayaking.  The hole was fast, and there were a ton of face surfs, but Stephen, Jason Craig, and Jonathon Shales were able to loop their brains out.  Super fun to watch, plus the course was a lot of fun to run. 

 




 

Hmmm. . . I think trying to write this over a week out has fried my brains.  The only other things I remember were being yelled at while driving to the grocery store.  It was all in German, so I am not quite sure what I did wrong, but it gave us a good giggle.  Then there was the rain, and more slugs.  I think I found a dead one in the car that joined us on the trip from Prague.  Oh. . .  and I ate Weiner Art.  True German cuisine. 

 

Again. . .  you can find the official results someplace else.  I am still just touching on the living and kayaking scene.