Turning on a Dime

I value my life. My recent encounter with a jet ski made me value it even more. Therefore, I think any one who values their life should probably stay away from the jet skis.

After a long work week my boss invited all the employee's to his lake house. It was a 2 hour drive, but well worth the bath-warm water we got to swim in (surely it abnormally hot because of the large powerplant next door). We floated around, went tubing, road on his boat, did flips into the water, and rode on a jet ski.

I had never been on a jet ski before Sunday. They looked fun. The driver hoped on and so did my friend/co-worker Beth, I jumped on the back and naively said "um...what do I hold on to?" After someone replied "anything" we zipped off. I was surprised at how fast it went but got use to it really quick. "Man, this is great!" I thought. We went up and back and even bumped over other's wakes. Suddenly, we slowed down and did some crazy turn. I'm quite certain that from mid-calf down was in the water. I almost fell out and I heard Beth, who also owns a jet ski, give a little shriek. The driver proudly proclaimed "It might not have a reverse, but I can make it go backwards!!!!"

If it doesn't have reverse, isn't that a sign it shouldn't go backwards? I had no idea jet ski's could turn on a dime, or that is was that scary to turn on a dime.

It was an experience, mostly a "it's fun because I survived" experience. Of course, it did end up being fun, just much scarier than expected.

I'm also much more sun-burnt than expected.