While kayaking, I had been coming across several locations where the fish were jumping 2 – 3 feet out of the water, which was pretty cool. So, you know me… I had to get right in the middle of it!
These silver footers were jumping up and over my kayak, sometimes hitting the sides, probably knocking themselves out, and just as I was snickering to myself, “Watch as one hits me in the back of the head”, one of the little guys smacked me on the side of my face, corner of my lips. A little startled, but funny as heck. That was my first American kiss.
Not quite what I expected, but I’ll take it!