Boating on the Lake

Lake Bohinj
A story from childhood

From the early childhood, I was crazy about boats. I was boating on the Lake Bohinj in my first boat, at the first independent voyage. I was a real sailor.

The boat was a good meter long inflatable canoe of dark blue color. I was very proud to sit in it and to row, a little to the left, a little to the right, one turn in one side and two to another. Everything went smoothly, I just could not row straight forward.

From the early childhood, I was crazy about boats. I was boating in Bohinj Lake in my first boat, at the first independent voyage. I was a real sailor.

Matjaz Chvatal

Matjaz Chvatal

This inflatable canoe was my first boat. To this day, I’m not quite sure if it’s a boat or a ring for non-swimmers.

The boat was a good meter long inflatable canoe of dark blue color. I was very proud to sit in it and to row, a little to the left, a little to the right, one turn in one side and two to another. Everything went smoothly, I just could not row straight forward.

My first drowning

Then the canoe tipped over. I almost drowned for the first time. A grandfather pulled me out of a very soft vortex. He was overseeing me from a proper wooden Bohinj boat throughout the entirety of my voyage. It seemed big, like an admiral ship. The grandfather has never been so funny before. The water leaked from him, since he jumped to rescue in pants and in a shirt and with a watch still on his wrist. He had no time to remove socks, but he took off his shoes. I sat there on the white beach of Lake Bohinj, cried and laughed at my grandfather. I was puking, because it seemed I drank half of the lake.

At that time, my grandfather’s wooden boat seemed to me as big as a ship.

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