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by James C. Morehead
mom leaves us packed with sleeping bags
warm wrapped blankets
rain slicks boots scarves clothes doubled socks
aspirin tums cough syrup decongestant
a flashlight
a few hugs and kisses
dad and i wave goodbye
to a dust covered station wagon
waiting anxiously for our motorboat taxi
waiting to enter
temagami
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base camp holds reminders of home
real toilets
toilet paper
sinks
running water
real beds
mattresses
we appreciate them
two days before the journey
the wilderness on all sides doesn't seem real
we wait as other sons and fathers arrive
we read and snooze and kick ass in ping pong
i wonder
why leave this behind
to sleep in a tent on a rock?
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john and marty are in charge of us
we help them prepare ten days of food
tightly packed wooden boxes
they call them wannigans
salted meat
portioned cereal
pancake mix dry milk
carefully sorted ordered layers
each layer a meal
each meal and serving assigned
i think we might save time
by eating everything before we leave
marty smiles
he talks with john about portages
i wonder if they taste good
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john leads us to the dock
to a line of wooden canoes
waiting
" don't stand up!
step in
steady...
use both hands
for safety
stay low "
we paddle in rhythmic strokes
leaving whirlpool swirls twirling behind us
tum this way
pull in
sweep out
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