I finally finished exams the end of June and then had to frantically work to get ahead at my job, so that I could head North for a week and a half. As I told you earlier, my brother, sister and I inherited some land along the Goulais River in Ontario and not one of us had set foot on it since 1974, when my dad died. Well, I woke up one mornin' and decided that I reckon it's gonna be me or nobody---And I have to admit, it was well worth the trip, because I was pleasantly surprised.
When I was a child, we used to head up from Ohio and spend three or four times a year either camping in the park next to the property or pulling our trailer right down on the riverbank. I remember many lazy, warm summer days along that river bank playing in the clear, cold water or jumping in the Super with my Dad for a nice paddle. I was a little nervous about returning, because I had visions of every tree being gone.
The only detrimental thing about the whole trip is that I did not take my Folbot with me. I was not sure what I was up against, and also wasn't sure if I wanted to risk Nessie being handled by the baggage people. I've seen them do some pretty doggone nasty things to pieces of luggage!
Anyway, there will be more trips...the whole thing was a learning experience and I have to revisit soon to post the property. One day soon, I'm gonna plunk my own Folbot directly from by own piece of the Northern wilderness and paddle down that river---it will be amazing to view the area from the boat! It makes my heart quicken just to think of it.
I've included a few photos for ya'll to view. I hope you enjoy looking at them as much as I enjoyed standing there taking them---minus the apprehension from the possibility of a bear visit, that is!!


