Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Woke up with a sore throat, but still went in to do our Bible study and mom had a plan.  I was going to kayak to Connaught Point and she and Scott would take turns going with me while Dad fished on the flatboat.      Dad had an even better idea, he said I should paddle to Piskagamong.  I was stoked.  I convinced them that I should paddle to three towers by myself and made it out there in about a half hour.  They were fishing and had caught a couple of perch.  Jason and Lennox followed in Bob’s boat.  I got out there and rested because it had been a rough paddle through the waves.  Then I started to head to Canoe Narrows.  I heard a shout and Mom was in Scott’s kayak on her way toward me.  I waited and we paddled from tip of Canoe Island to the Indian Drawings.  Dad and Scott showed up.  I told mom the next part would be rough and they should let me do it alone but she got up and Scott got in.  We paddled to the Back Channel to the tip of Boat Island and then Dad said we had to quit pretty soon because there wasn’t enough gas.  I was pretty disappointed.  Mom and Scott switched and we headed back down the Back Channel along Boat Island.  Mom was convinced we would make it to Connaught Point but I don’t think she remembered how long Boat Island is.  It was a rough paddle against the wind and the waves were not big enough to be useful.  We basically just paddled really slow until the guys caught up.  I was afraid the open water just before the Point would be too rough for her to paddle.  We got up on the float boat and loaded the kayaks and headed home.  We didn’t run out of gas until we hit Eagle Island, but we had just enough in the other tank to get home.  Mom and I took baths while Scott and Dad went to Deer Trail for gas and to talk walleye holes with Richard.  I laid out on the dock and Scott laid in the float boat and we read for an hour or so.  By the time we went up I was not feeling good.  I don’t know if it was a cold, dehydration, too much sun… so I just went to bed.  Mom made dinner and fixed the fish.  I didn’t think that I could eat, but I tried a couple slices of beet.  It was good, but I couldn’t eat any more.  I got my Eagle Lake map out and figured I had paddled about 9 miles.  Dad had bleeding issue again.  We prayed and I went to bed and everyone else went to Jeff’s for Blueberry Buckle.