I was outside for a smoke when my
coworker continued to ask if he would have enough time to go swimming in the
Firehole River before his shift. I told him that it depended on how long he
swam for. He refused to go which allowed for another body in the car. The
driver told me to quickly change and so I did. We made it to Firehole drive on
the hot day. We were all wondering how packed the spot would be but we managed
to find a parking spot rather close to the entrance. Joel was the only one who
hadn’t changed before the ride so we met him down in the water. The other two,
Steve and Kaitlynn, and I went down and talked to a tourist who gave us advice
on a good experience. She told us to walk back up the hill and follow a tiny
path which would lead us to a cove for easy access. We waited for Joel and made
our move. Foot protection would have been nice but not needed. As we stepped
over tiny sharp rocks we made it to the water. We hopped in the water and
followed the wall upstream stubbing more of our toes on the rocks. Joel took
the head of the group and started off on the reef following the wall towards
some small rapids. Joel kept his head up not watching where to step and took a
plunge off the reef into the strong current which carried him 20 feet without a
problem. I was next and found the ledge and jumped. As I surfaced in seconds, I
found myself near Joel grabbing on to the reef to wait for the others. The
others followed but took their time. We gathered around the bend in the river
where it was 15 feet wide and would narrow into a 10 foot wide passage with a
slight decline. Kids were climbing the opposite reef of us and walking to the
end of the rapids jumping in.
We tried to swim to the gap but
failed and floated down the stream back to our towels and swimming area.
Attempt two. We followed the same path and got to the cove. We walked across
the reef and jumped a portion of the gap swimming and kicking to ensure a spot
on the opposite side of the reef. All three of us guys made the swim but
Kaitlynn didn’t jump out far enough and I had to extend a hand out and grab
her. We weren’t the biggest risk takers at the hole. We would watch and watch
before we would attempt what others were doing. We made the walk on the
slippery sharp reef to where we needed to jump into the rapid. A young kid said
to just jump where he jumps and make sure not to go up any further from that
point. So I was the first risk taker and jumped out five feet into the rapid
that was a foot down. I surfaced quickly but the current had pushed me back to
the opposite reef before I could do anything. The three others jumped and a
good time was had by all.
We swam to the next cove that was
by our belongings. We hung out and swam against the current for a good amount
of time before some young kids were starting to climb some rocks that were six
feet above the water. After watching them and being nervous about stubbing a
toe a father went up and jumped in. After that, the spot was clear and I went
for it. Joel and Kaitlynn followed but Steven stayed back. We went back to our
spot on the reef that Steven kept for us before the craziness really happened.
A group from Old Faithful showed up
and immediately jumped off a ledge that was 20 feet high. There were six men
and two girls. The guys showed no fear except for possibly hitting a swimmer
when they landed. So as the three of us felt great about our confidence, eight
people came by and tripled our height. The last guy jumped and surfaced looking
above at another ledge that was twice the size. The three of were shocked and
awed by the amount of confidence these people had.
They each jumped several times. The
only time they stuttered was the first time they went. Kaitlynn and Joel both
wanted to do the jump. Steve was getting his camera ready and I didn’t know
what I wanted to do. At that point I said, “Fuck it. Let’s GO!” and we swam
over to the ledge and climbed up a steep hill. Looking down at my foot
placement I could see the water get further and further away. We reached the
top and looked down upon all the people.
I said that I would go first so
that I would double think it if I stayed up there. I looked at Steven and he
had his camera all set to go. I looked down at the people cheering me on. Joel
and Kaitlynn were pumped for me. I was shaking and nervous and knew that at
that moment it was now or never. At first I looked like I was in the beginning
of a bobsled race. There was a rock to my right where I had a hand to help give
some distance when I ran and jumped but while my hand was there, my body and
legs had a forward backward motion going. Right before I jumped, one of the
eight people yelled out and told me to make sure I jump at least 10 feet away.
I rocked back for the last time and sprung forward pushing off the rock ledge.
I yelled Mammoth on my way down and right before I hit the water I took a deep
breath, closed my eyes and looked up. I felt like I was launched into the water
by a firing system on a battleship. One second I was out of water and the next
I was 10 feet below it. Swimming straight up I wasn’t sure how long it would
take to get some air but I hoped for the best. At last my arm strokes felt air
as my final push breached me through the surface water where I grabbed some air
and released a scream and a wooh. It may or may not have sounded like a
wrestler trying to stir up the crowd and get some noise.
Joel
had a little worry like I did. By the time I got situated back on the reef he
was in midair. Kaitlynn on the other hand had the most difficulty. It took her
about 10 minutes to jump. She did warn us she was afraid of heights. Kids,
young adults, old adults, everyone was cheering for her as if she was about to
win something amazing. I finally yelled out that she would give up the front
passenger seat on the way home if she didn’t jump. A little while later she
jumped and screamed all the way down into the water. There was a lot more of crowd
applause for her then Joel and I combined. That day the three of us did
something very illegally but in return we earned a huge confidence boost for
ourselves.
You did what!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is why I call my parents after I go on a trip...
ReplyDeleteI can't believe you did that! I know you don't particularly care for heights. I had trouble with 3 metered diving boards!
ReplyDeleteNeither can I!
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