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Race Against a Storm

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By Zeke Croft

Recently, the waves have been very rough. Storms have come at unexpected times, dousing the campus and sea with thick drops and crackling lightning. The storms seem to die down, so one weekend, several students decided to go out kayaking. 

Out of the five students who decided to embark on this adventure, four lived in the dorm. We asked our dorm parents permission to use the kayaks before heading down to the new boathouse. The storage for the equipment is quite nice now, and our group took two paddle boards, one double kayak, and one single kayak. 

Out on the water, the person in the single kayak, Caleb Evens, headed way out to sea before turning towards Rat Island. I was on a paddle board, and stayed with the rest of the group. As we approached Rat Island, the wind and waves started to pick up. We debated whether to go back, but when the sky thundered, our decision was made. We were quite close to Rat Island, but we turned around and started to head back.

Caleb did not seem to care we were heading back and kept going the short distance toward the island. I decided to stay with him, because you should always have someone else with you in the water, and the others headed back. Caleb arrived at the island and got out. When I arrived, I asked him why he went to the island instead of turning back. He said, “I think I have water in my kayak.”

We turned over his kayak to dump out the water before turning back to Dalat. The storm approached fast as we paddled furiously. I think we beat the storm only by a few minutes. When we rejoined our group on land, Caleb explained his opinion. We cleaned off the kayak then headed inside just as the storm hit.

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