This video will explain everything:
But in case it got lost in the somewhat awful quality, let's recap: last time it rained like a mofo, C. and I agreed that we should build some wee boats to race down the creek. So when the heavy rains came again on Thursday, we did.
I spent about twenty-minutes on my boat, and at least five of those minutes on those purty flags. C. spent about twice that long, and all he really did was to add ballast to his keel.
Seeing as he has actually been working on a real-live boat the past few months maybe I should have taken the hint, but certain of my impending victory, I headed to the creek, which had now swelled to a fast moving stream, due to the afore-mentioned rains.
About eight seconds after the initial launch my boat disappeared under the first rapids that came along. Stuck in a little eddy, it will most likely spin there forever more. C. had better luck, though not that much better, his boat made it to the next rapids with much poking, prodding and wading in the muddy creek.
Fun was had by all! (I can't wait to see how infantile we'll get once we have actual children...)