Bobby Liston
9/19/15
What a
bitter-sweet ending it is. Waking up for twenty-eight straight mornings in the
beautiful wilderness of Canada is something that is unexplainably wonderful. I
was a part of the river like blood in veins. I will never forget the Missinaibi
for as long as I live. The pines, the rapids, the fish, the waterfalls, and
most importantly the experiences I had with my comrades. Our ups and downs can
be compared to headwinds on a wavy lake. Our good times can be explained as
hitting a V perfectly in a rapid without hitting a rock. I knew this trip was
going to be great, but with previous ECOEE’s having twenty-eight straight days
of rain, my hopes for sun couldn’t have been fulfilled more. The sun was so
plentiful that most of us felt lucky, or that god had answered our prayers. Getting
off the river was difficult. The longing for the end was evident in most of us,
but the river and the elements had been so great to us. Hitting civilization
was a very strange feeling. Hearing music, looking in a mirror, eating food
that is made by somebody else, I have all taken for granted. The little luxuries
in life are great, but being stripped of them makes us appreciate life a whole
lot more. Being away from family with little communication is a little hard,
but it makes us love and appreciate them more. Thank you Missinaibi, I hope
this is not the last time I see your beautiful waters.
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