Not only is my husband Jason funny, smart, hardworking, and incredibly good looking...but it turns out he is a super hero. Like Peter Parker or Clark Kent he may look like an average everyday kinda guy, but in the event of an emergency he develops super powers and saves trapped hunters from raging river waters.
Today, like most Saturdays, my husband got up in the wee small hours of the morning to hunt ducks on the Snake River. This year has been especially exciting because he not only has built a duck blind on a small rock island located in the middle of the river, he also is keeping a chart to record the results of each hunting trip. Yes, he is completely obsessed with duck hunting, and I am completely not. From fall to winter Jason lives for Saturday morning hunting trips. It is a scheduled weekly event, no questions asked, every Saturday you can find him on the river, shot gun and duck calls in hand.
This Saturday he of course went hunting...he returned home around noon...he cleaned ducks...he came upstairs looking for something to eat. Pretty routine, nothing out of the ordinary, until the phone rang. My parents called, they live on the river, right above the rapids...my dad's question: "Did Jason leave one of his hunting buddies behind?" Followed by...."This guy is stranded on the rocks right above the rapids." My parents had called 911 in the hopes that someone could help this guy out.
About 10 minutes later my mom calls back and asks Jason to come over. When Jason gets there about 20 emergency workers have arrived: EMT's, QRU's, Police officers, Fish and Game, Fire Department, etc. I should mention that when Jason left he promises me he wouldn't get in the water, no river rafting for him.
I head over to my parents about 10 minutes later to find Jason down with the emergency workers helping develop some type of plan. The plan ends up being Jason and an EMT will head across the river in Jason's boat, tie the boat off on the opposite shore and float the empty boat out to the stranded man.
So here we are...on my parents deck...watching Jason and an EMT float closer and closer to the rapids, they find the opposite shore...get out of the boat and begin tying it off. No problem so far...however, somehow, the plan changed. Next thing I know, Jason is in the boat rowing directly towards the rapids and the guy stranded on the rock. When Jason reaches the man, who at this time has been on the rock for about two hours, the exhausted, soaking wet hunter jumps in the boat. The boat rocks a little...my heart stops a little...the EMT, on shore, begins pulling the boat, which is tied off still up river. For the next couple minutes my father-in-law Eric, who also came by to watch the excitement unfold, assures me over and over again that Jason will be fine, and low and behold after about three minutes of anxiety, Jason and the hunter are sitting on the shore safe and sound. Praise God!
My husband, the river guide, saved the day. Who knew that all of Jason's hunting adventures have been but training for life saving. To the world he may seem like an average, normal everyday kinda guy, but to me he is a super hero in disguise.
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