Past I really wanted to spend night in my tent. Just to see if the sleeping bag had increased the nocturnal freezing temperatures, or whether the first nights I would probably rather stay in a hotel Rider. In addition, Natsumi and Takashi
are touching concern for my well and offered me several times, I can remain as long as I wanted. However, this would mess up my plans a lot and although I now feel at home here and was intigriert completely into the family, I feel that it is now time to go.
But it was my whole plan ... And so began my first adventure.
my tent I had already built up in the morning and it went so well with the pegs in the loose Snow assured. So we had a nice evening. The children and Takashi were in badminton and that is why Jamie and I saw "Beauty and the Beast" while Natsumi baked eagerly. It was quite late and when we did about half past nine on the way to our cabin, it had long been grim.
Jamie asked, where is my tent and I would leutete with my little LED light on the place where I had left it in the morning.
Just that there was no tent more. Unfortunately, it was
very dark because no moon, so we felt our way in the tiny beams of light vorwaerts our lamps and tried the shadow of my tent blew probably only way to identify. The good thing about him is yes, that it so easily, so even though not very stable.
My panic grew as five minutes after we still had not found it. Not only lacked the tent, even the good pegs and my recently acquired, this tent tailored extra underbody, was to take me additional protection against cold, wet and sharp stones.
Jamie realized at that moment yet, the tent should have fallen into the river, it would be very likely lost.
said makes me completely worried, because the river is currently swollen and so rapid, that there would be little chance of it ever again.
So moved us towards the river, I looked in the raging water and I turned slightly to the stomach. In that moment I knew that Jamie was right.
Suddenly, however, they pushed me out of the corner and pointed with her lamp to a spot in the river on the other side, the two tree trunks had jammed together. And there, half submerged in the floods, my little tent hung lonely on one of the tribes and fought stubbornly against the tide ...
At first I was overcome with relief.
But how should I get there? The Shiribeshikawa is currently wide at the three to four meters and who knows how deep.
What should I do?
Jamie had luckily kept her head on his shoulders and immediately alerted Takashi. As this However came, he could give me little hope.
morning he would try, if it would be bright. Now he could do nothing. However, he assured me that the tent had become so filled with water that it would probably rather not expelled. It was also fortunately this very spot where it hung not bathed quite as strong.
And it was only a tent, which I should not forget.
came to me at this moment, however, the tears. This tent was not just a piece of cloth and some metal bars.
It was my home! And for the coming year.
belonged addition, not even me, but was on loan from my aunt ...
But the fact remained the fact that We initially could not do anything. It was too dangerous.
So I went and still bent through tears in the cabin, where at least have my air mattress and my sleeping bag were safe. (I had the morning playing with the idea to bring them schonmal into the tent to get it on the evening with pleasant find, however, does not end luckily did)
I do not need to mention that I could carry on that night, no eye .
appeared constantly before me the picture of my on from the floods carried away and completely torn by sharp-edged wooden tent.
at half past one I could stand it no more.
I went out to make me that all this was not a dream if my tent was probably still there.
There it hung, as we had left it. It almost broke my heart to see it there, so helpless. But I could not do anything. Moreover, it was raining and quite cold.
So I went on that night a second time on my couch in the Heutte to me until dawn herumzuwaelzen and to try at least a little sleep.
When I opened my eyes the next time it was after all, shortly after five and bright enough to be able to see without light.
I dressed warmly and went again to the prominent location in the flow.
First, I got a mild shock. The tent was gone.
But then I saw a few meters a square piece of green canvas like a finger from the water tower. It lay on the bottom of the river and was easily the waves tossed about. It looked almost peaceful ...
I still did not know what to do, I went in search of the second floor and the tent pegs. If I should find at least two or three, I would be happy, I told myself.
What I found first was the second plane. She lay zusammengeknuddelt and adversely affected by rain water in some lakes close to our log cabin.
Glad I picked them up and hung it above the power cord that always supplied us with light, to dry. (It was raining still wet but they could not always be)
Herring I found none.
So I went a bit along the river bank. Just to see if they could not translate easily to another location ...
such a point, I was not a hundred yards away. Two fallen trees formed a natural bridge and actually looked as if it were possible to cross them getting wet.
said leads me naturally to euphoria and I wanted to test the same time, the upper stem is not too slippery. A few inches of snow at the end of the stem but initially difficult to enter and I tried to kick off a little snow. Before I knew it
However, I was sitting astride the trunk and my feet dangling in the cold water. Now that I was half wet already times, prevented me not care any more, to risk the crossing. Unfortunately, the strain
was really slippery. I immediately slipped on the side and now I go to the hips in the water that pulled heavily on my clothes.
Merkwuerdigerweise I was not cold. Perhaps the shock. But then I really could not do anything more worse, I ventured into the trunk along a few steps in the flow. He was far too rapid, and I knew I had no chance to get safely to the other side.
So I had beaten me wet poodle and crawled under some difficulty back to the shore. I was still not really cold, but I was afraid a cystitis and therefore went I was quickly back to the hut, where I just changed my clothes and then back again to the river return. There I waited in the drizzling rain, until (it was about seven clock) Takashi, Natsumi and Jamie came.
He was wearing a rubber suit that gave him up to his chest and in no time he had placed a ladder over the river, was hinuebergekrabbelt and pulled my tent in parts of the water. Two pegs were lost, but I had my home again!
I could not see as fast as he was back with us and together we hung the dripping plan on a string, which he had for me tense. (The power cord was too dangerous, he said what he had right of course)
In general, I felt a bit silly at this moment before. Especially when Natsumi me also released the day and spoiled me wrapped in a blanket before the hot stove, with its magnificent ginger tea. I can never make up for
what this family has done for me already!
Jamie christened the tent after his adventure on the way, the name "Lucky" and said it was really a very strong tent, because it had all of this went well and without a crack.
Now, however, delayed my departure to 3 May
I do not want to break things with dripping wet and tomorrow begins the season on soft ice Takara farm. Natsumi would like to sell their goodies and I wanted some of the nice to see people back to say bye and exchange addresses.
you hear from me so later from Sapporo.
Mata ne
Kira
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