When I was eight years old, my father and I went on a week long canoe tripping adventure through Algonquin park. This was my first real outdoor experience. My father chose to put in at Grand lake and for the first day we paddled north till we got to the longest portage in the entire park, almost six and half kilometers.
The funny thing though was that traversing that portage turned out to be easier than the one we had to do the next day. The biggest reason for that was, even though the longer one was farther and had a lot of elevation changes, there was fresh spring water bubbling out of the ground all up the trail and down the trail. That was the best water I have ever had in my entire life.
The second day portage was about five and half kilometers, but was very hard. The reason for that was due to the fact that there was no water during the whole trek. The only water source we found was a swamp which we had to strain then purify before even thinking about drinking it. It tasted awful, but it hydrated us enough to finish the portage.
On the third day we were slightly ahead of schedule so we rested on White Partridge Lake (which was beautiful). Took the chance to relax and regain energy from previous portage's. Mostly just swam and slept in the lake. Once we had our rest we took off up north again and did a smaller 2.2 kilometer portage. After that we had about 8-12 kilometers of creek to traverse, which was a spectacular voyage.
There is so many living things in forest, I saw so many little bugs and insects, and as well as a majestic moose. Even though it was slow going through the creek it was a nice peaceful pace to kind of get a chance to really experience what the outdoors have to offer.
Thats just the first three and half days of my trip, next week I shall finish the trip off.
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