Yesterday, went kayaking with my son. I capsized in a swampy area of Lake Wahington called the Aboretum, he was ahead of me. My kayak flipped, and he wasnt aware until he looked back about 30 seconds after I was struggling underwater... and I was trapped as the Kayak was only in about 4 feet of murky water in a tangle of underwater brush, and the kayak was rapidly filling with water and holding me down (I thought those damn things were supposed to float). My head and shoulders were on the swamp bottom, and I could not right, or even climb out of the damn kayak. Managed to swallow and breathe in mass water... By some miracle my kid came back and helped drag me to the surface. After throwing up and coughing up a all that foul swamp water. Those little kayaks are tipsy as hell. Never again. I dont know what I would have done if my son were not there.