Well for those that know us you should know that neither me (Adam) or Barry have a ounce of self doubt when it comes to adventure. "Sounds like a good idea, lets do it" Well apparently this can be a bad combination when a normal person is not with us. We went fishing for a couple hours on Monday, took the kayak and canoe to float down the river. Well from 8:30 till shortly after noon we ended up portaging, the water was too shallow. We then checked the GPS and saw the truck was 21km away, as the crow flies. The car was only about 1km walking distance. So we started paddling, no time for fishing at this point. It was a great day, especially once the water was deep enough to float us on a consistent basis. The afternoon was tiring, supper time was exausting, my muscles were burning. Sunset was excruciating, my arms were on fire, but I could not actually feel them moving, I was numb. Darkness was ok, we had a full moon, but no flashlights. Then the last bit before the truck we hit rapids again, in the dark, with no idea what was in front of us.

We made it to the truck after 13 hours on the water, and about 40km of travel. I cant speak for Barry (although I think he called in sick, the wuss) but today hurt. It was worth it though. Next time well skip the 3 km portage....

So where are we going this weekend Barry?