Father has gotten his thumb chopped with an ax, and now he can't do business or work for money. If I become a voyageur, then the family will be alright, just as it had been when Father was in fine condition.... I'll be saying goodbye to my friends, family, just about everything I had once known in my lifetime here for a while, when I leave..
Crossing the Lake Superior was alright, Though the wind was a bit rough. My muscles and hands are aching a bit, but overall okay. We set out across the middle of the water..
All seems to be going well, I'm starting to get familiar with the crew, but I have this grudge against Jean Beliot. I feel worn out, the palms on my hands are blistered badly. I remember the good old times I had back at home, in Lachine. Time-to-time I'm a little home sick, but otherwise, i'm good so far.
I did a portage. Holding/ carrying the cargo and the other items are a little heavy, but I am beginning to get used to it.
When we finally arrived, I was relieved to know that I didn't have to paddle again for a few days, but oh, I was too, shocked and a bit to surprised that the grand portage at first was a bit empty, and was looking a little something.. I wasn't expecting. It was one experience.
I am going to return to Lachine and visit my family and friends. I don't want them to worry and think something bad happened to me or something.. I too, miss them as much as they miss me. I will also sign up next spring too, because I had made a promise to visit the Grand Portage once again to Mukwa, I want to see the friends I had befriended in the brigade, and experience another crazy adventure.