I became a voyageur because my dad chopped his thumb kindling, that was supposed to be my job. So I signed up in his place to be a voyageur, to raise money for the family.
I miss my family and I feel very tired paddling all day. The people on my brigade laugh at how small I am. My muscles hurt very bad and I have a ton of blisters on my hands.
The carry was very tough but I made it to the end. Once I got there only did I find out my bag was 200 pounds of musket bullets and all the guys were betting on if I was going to make it or not. Now my hands hurt even more than before.
It was a crazy ride, there was a ton of waves and currants. I started to get really wet and I lost my cap in the water. All of us took a short cut and hit a rock and almost got hit by another canoe.
Finally! We made it to Grade Portage. I am so glad that we are finally here, I feel releaved after all this time we get a brake off of paddling.
I am returning from the journey and I am going to see my family right now. I am going to surprize my dad and my mom when I get to the house. I talked to Dr. Guilliard and Celeste on the way. I might get a contract next year to go to Grand Portage.