The Fench River

Here is something I thought I had lost but that I found in my drafts.

I must say it's been a while since I blogged, in fact Pascale had too tel me how to sign in! But it is not possible to forget The French River. The last couple of days Pascale, mom, and I have been canoe camping with friends. In four days we did 55 kilometers around Okikendawt Island; our speed was of 5 k.m h. At the end of the trip dad joined us for two nights at the lodge.


Our day went like this:

Morning:
-wake up
-read
-pack up inside of tent
- swim
-eat breakfast
-swim
-pack up all the rest
-swim
-canoe

Afternoon:
-portage
-swim
-lunch
-swim
-canoe

Wen we get too the camp site:

-swim
-get the tents up
-swim
-eat diner
-clean the dishes
-light the fire

When the mosquitoes come out:

-swim
-dry of
-get in the tent
-read

in conclusion we like swimming!