#1. French River, Georgian Bay, circa 1969.
May as well start at the beginning with one of my earliest memories of a canoe trip. I remember the sun and the rocks and swimming in rapids. As an adult I have loved returning to these formative places. Where/when was your first canoe trip? Have you been back?
About Today's Paddling Pic:
These last few days and weeks I've found myself looking back on some wonderful memories and images of where canoeing has taken me, and it's made me smile. I feel so fortunate and grateful for these places, people and experiences, and it's kind of nice to reminisce. And in doing so I can't help but to also look forward to a time when we can all paddle safely again! So for the next while Reid and I are posting a picture a day (with a story) that will brighten our day and hopefully yours too. I invite you to share your stories in the comment section.