Blisters don't matter , just paddle don't be a baby
Today my dad told me I had to be a voyageur for extra money for my younger siblings. I don't want to go because I would leave behind my family and my pigs.
We left St. Annes and it makes me feel a little bit more safe but the crewmen are rough and my blisters keep getting worse and worse. I miss my pigs more than my dad right now because he's the reason why I'm here.
Our crew decided to portage instead of run the rapids because of all of the rocks. I guess I was happy but now it's going to take a lot longer to to get back on track. The crew members decided to give me one pack instead of two because I'm a weak baby , so then one of them took three.
For some reason my crew decides to go across the middle of Lake Superior because it will be "faster" but I don't believe them. There ends up to be a bit of waves but we got through them to the point where only three of us got soaked and others splashed.
Grand Portage is a little disapointing because the only thing that I heard about it is that it was great. No matter how disapointing grand portage was , it will always be better than paddling.
I decided to go home because I was starting to get very homesick . I was thinking about next Spring and I don't think I'm signing up next year no matter what my family says because that is just a life of pain.