It was a small, intimate group of us that made the long journey South. We entered the river's waiting water armed with sweatshirts & flannel; navigating through canals that whispered to us to come & explore the mysterious shoreline caves. The shallows were riddled with dark rocks as we waded around like children. We threw bottles of soda & snacks to each other in our canoes while lazily drifting downstream. The day belonged to us & we felt like kings on the river, leaving the rest of the world behind.
When we approached a towering rocky cliff, we knew we had to jump from it. We scaled the island rock with just a moment’s hesitation as we scraped our knees & toes along the way. We looked down into the river below (so deep water blue that it filled my mind with wonder) before we counted to three. My heart flew out of its chest & I let go of you. I felt the rush of the flight for myself & fell through the air as Alice fell down the rabbit's hole. I hit the icy cold & broke the water's surface with exuberant joy, splashing around in my shock. You grinned at me when I came up gasping for air.