I am about to go on strike! This past week I’m pretty sure that I spent more time out of the canoe than I did in the canoe. This meant days of walking on rocks, wading in water, and even swimming in the river. I would much rather spend my time napping in the bottom of the boat!
The only reason I haven’t gone on strike already is the fish. Just when I’m almost completely upset with Dave and Amy, Dave manages to catch a Northern Pike or two and he feeds me until I can’t eat any more.
Yesterday, just when I thought things were getting really bad and we had to walk several times over big, slippery boulders on the side of the river, Dave told me to get into the canoe. We were on a huge lake – and Dave and Amy paddled through the evening. It was great. I finally got to relax! I fell asleep right away as the boat gently rocked in the light swell. I sure hope that we have more big lakes like this in our future.