Over the years I’ve put my protagonist, Sherri Travis, in more and more perilous situations, which means my research gets scarier and scarier. In Martini Regrets Sherri is carjacked and left in the Everglades so it seemed like a good idea to find a guide to take me canoeing in the Everglades - at night. It turned out that this wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had.
Down in Everglades City my husband and I found a guide to take us on a four hour night kayak trip. It was still daylight when we loaded our kayaks on the rack and headed for a starting point on the East River, where the guide, who looked about seventeen but was in his twenties, gave us the most useless piece of advice I’ve ever had. He said, “Whatever happens, don’t panic. Things go wrong when you panic.” No kidding!
|Kayaking past a gator|
|Kayaking past a Mangrove Tunnel|
Soaked and exhausted, but glad to be alive, we were back at the pickup point shortly after eight. Only when we were settled in the nearest bar with a calming drink in our hand did we realize that the guide had not once been the first to enter a tunnel. Hmmm…do you suppose he knew something we didn’t? Don’t panic. From now on all my research is going to be done from a safe distance.
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