I guess I managed three or four strokes, a bare ten seconds, before the current of the flow gently caught my kayak and softly flipped me over in a slow-motion. Upside down in the water, but still seated in the kayak, which was on top of me, I was still in possession of the now completely useless paddle. And thus I executed my first wet exit in the middle of the river, and returned to the welcoming guffaw of my team on the surface. More…