I have to leave my family behind and my dog Pepper. I became a voyageur because my dad who was a voyageur got injured because when I was sleeping in my father decided to kindle and he chopped of his thumb.
After leaving St. Annes I was holding up good until the blisters sprouted. I get along with most of my brigade except for the vicious Beloit . I feel kinda homesick but am too busy to think about it much.
We portaged instead of taking the swirling rapids. My portaging was a really hard carry for 2 reasons. Reason 1. My pack was super heavy and it dug into my skin and everybody passed me up which was bad. Reason 2. My brigade tricked me into carrying 200 pounds instead of the easy ninety pounds.
Our brigade decided to set out across the middle of Lake Huron and it was dangerous! We had waves upon waves crashing everywhere it was scary. All I could imagine was myself sinking down to the bottom of the lake and a fish sucking out my eyeball. : (
When I saw the trading post I felt like crying. All it looked like was some logs piled up in mud. This saddened me because we came all this way, lost La Londe, portaged and tackled rapids just for this.
I am returning home to help my family, see my sisters, see my parents, see my dog Pepper, and see my lady friend Celeste! I might start wintering next year if my dad is good enough to paddle. I thought this summer was a emotional wave. It went from what have I done to, I miss La Londe to, I feel homesick to, I miss my brigade. But this taught me a lot and it made me learn to bond well I can or you might not bond at all