Normally I correlate fall boating with pristine wakeboard conditions: glassy water, few boats, changing leaves and chilly evenings. Unfortunately, most my friends with boats would rather ride sleazy beezy’s than butter. As a result, I’ve given up wakeboarding (until I buy my own Malibu!) and taken up extreme tubing.
The past couple nights I’ve been fortunate enough to go boating with my friends Jesse, Tomas, Adam, Jamie and crew. I’d heard the boys are extreme, but I didn’t realize to what extent. Seeing Tomas throw on gloves and a mouthguard, I wondered what the heck I’d gotten myself into.
Apparently extreme tubing means three tubes, six people and everyone for themselves. We jumped from tube to tube trying to throw people off or tip their tube. Occasionally we would have a dog pile on one tube, which resulted in serious wipeouts. I think Tomas left a piece of his mouthguard in my head…
I almost felt bad tearing up the glassy water with tubes. I haven’t ridden much this summer, and while I miss wakeboarding almost as much as my D60, I would rather tube with good people than subject myself to shallow company for a big wake. It’s a concept many boys in the TC boating scene aren’t familiar with.
Despite waking up with bumps and bruises, I’m obsessed with extreme tubing. Next time we tube (weather permitting) I hope to have my new D3100. If I can snap these wakeboard photos, imagine what I can capture without a point-and-shoot. I guess you’ll have to check back and see!