My then boyfriend T in our canoe in Algonquin Provincial Park in Canada, 1991. I actually took this picture in broad daylight, so it’s technically a pathetic failure but I love the result.
We were on our three-month trip and one of the things we did was go canoeing in Algonquin Provincial Park for nine days. Just us two and the blackflies. We would canoe all day from one little one- or two-tent designated camping spot to the next, and T would always take off his hiking boots in the canoe.
Here we just got to a small island and not only am I already out of the canoe, I’ve chosen the right spot for the tent, I’ve set it up, laid out our sleeping bags, washed my shirt and hung it to dry on a clothesline I braided on the spot from dried reeds, I’ve caught two beautiful trout, collected firewood, started a fire and I’m impatiently waiting with the grilled trout getting cold while T is still in the canoe, putting on his boots.
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Hahahaha, you’re amazing!! 😀 Great pic too!
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Thanks. Did you see that you’re my first ever featured blog?
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Love the story and the photo.
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Thanks!
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OMG! I’m so tickled! Thank you so much!
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You’re most welcome!
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You are too funny! And I love the picture. I thought the person in silhouette was reading a book in a quiet spot, but now I know better. 😉
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It may have been an accident, but the color and light is fantastic! (Most of my best photos are accidents like that.)
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Isn’t it great when it works out like that?
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