Showing posts from May, 2015

The Last Chair Already Turned: A Poem of Healing

its weird.
this feeling that the last day has already happened. that the last chair has already turned.
but it wasn't supposed to.
we were supposed to have another day. a final day a June day
I guess we're not supposed to
it was the closest we've come in years the closest to having that final day of joy a final day to say goodbye a final day to come to grips with the fact that that which life revolves around is no more
it's weird. this feeling that the lat chair has already happened. I was there. I had champagne I toasted the season
but why does it feel like I missed it? like something isn't complete?
Is it because I don't want it to end.   even knowing that it can't I want it to stay forever a piece of me is missing it just vanished in the night and I awoke to find it gone taken from me
I know, I know, seasons change and there is more to life than skiing I get it.
but in my heart, I don't.
A piece of me is missing, the piece that makes me whole but it …

Canoeing The Bog River and Low's Lake: a Five Day Backcountry Paddling Adventure

There is magic in the feel of a paddle and the movement of a canoe, a magic compounded of distance, adventure, solitude and peace  the way of a canoe is the way of the wilderness and a freedom almost forgotten, the open door to waterways of ages past and a way of ice with profound and abiding satisfaction.      -Sigurd Olsen

When we arrived at the Low's Lower Dam parking area on the Sunday afternoon before Memorial Day Weekend, we were disappointed to see lot so full people were parking up the road!  Quickly though, we noticed that everyone was leaving to go back to work on Monday.  Moving everything to the launch area was a slow process as we waited for several larger groups of canoes and kayaks to disembark from the lake.  We didn't mind though - we will always choose less people on the water over more any day!

The first day of our travels was a familiar one.  Our first trip to the Bog River was almost four years ago (see blog here).  Camp One for this trip would be the last…