I jumped off of a bridge into the Willamette River after school the other day. It was a cold water day – snow run-off – but some young people wanted to know a safe place to do a big jump into the water, so I showed them where a deep enough channel was. See the pics of that jump below.
This jump reminded me of a story, a failure story, and I told it at my reading at the University of Oregon. Click here to see me tell that story (just posted by my publisher, Ben Leroy, this morning).
Here’s a pic of five of us jumping at once (me on the right). Click to expand the pic:
And here’s the next pic when I’m out of the screen, the other four still in the air:
And finally, this is the swim out to the South bank into the cottonwoods, staying together because the water was cold: