Something about a Canoe...
I saw a photo of a canoe today, parked at the edge of a lake waiting for its owner to return, and as with all photos of this favorite form of watercraft, it made me smile and reminisce.
It has been several years since I owed a canoe, my canoe of nearly 40 years disappeared during a nasty eviction episode with some tenants that I am glad to have out of my life.
I had planned to replace it but still have not found the time to make it a priority. Kind of like my horses that I sold when I was in college, with the thought that I would replace them after I graduated and settled down again.
Unfortunately, neither of these forms of transportation from my youth that bring back such sweet memories, have been replaced. Maybe they never will be.
Back in high school our FFA, Future Farmers of America, group took a trip down the Namekagon River every spring, an event filled with treasured memories. Roughing it while enjoying camaraderie and adventure. Often seeing sights that most people never see, scenes that require a seat in a canoe to get the right vantage point to really see them.
One of my other uses for this canoe was in running my traplines where this type of transportation was perfect for carrying my gear as I walked the shore, and very handy when I needed to hop inside to cross a bay or head for another part of the lake.
This experience brought back memories of the early explorers of Wisconsin who traveled all the rivers and lakes of Wisconsin, trapping and trading with the earlier explorers. Traveling thousands of miles of Wisconsin waterways, getting to know the Native Americans, trading goods, mapping and setting down a few roots, and leaving behind their imprint in the many towns and landmarks with French names.
All while traveling in a Canoe.
Later in life I would drag my often-neglected canoe out from behind the shed to take a quick trip down a local river or take my sons on a few treasured canoe trips down familiar and not so familiar rivers.
All leading to more treasured memories
The world is different when experienced from a canoe.
Gliding silently down forgotten rivers, seeing the unique carvings of eons of water action on the rocks and hills as water makes it’s unending trips from raindrop in the Northwoods to the Gulf of Mexico.
A skilled canoe pilot can make it glide through the water without a sound save a few drips of nearly silent water dripping from the tip of the paddle from time to time.
Just like deer seem to be unafraid of humans when people are astride of a horse, aquatic wildlife seem to be much more accepting of humans when they glide by silently in canoe.
Such a feeling of peace and wonder as you experience the sights while gliding through the early morning fog on your favorite lake or pond. Visiting up close and personal with the Loons, Geese, Beavers, Otters, and an occasional deer or bear stopping by the edge for a drink and a swim.
Something about the solitude seems to let everyone know that you are not a threat, rather just another creature out to enjoy the solitude of a Wisconsin lake.
Let me know when you are ready to find that secluded Wisconsin getaway where you can enjoy these experiences, we know them well.
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