I need my spices, at the minimum salt and pepper.

  Years ago a group of us guy/gals went on a canoe float trip in Northern MI. About an 8 hr trip just basically drifting along, watching for sweepers and drinking a LOT of beer.

  The gals had brought all kinds of food for our lunch stop. The day turned rainy and most of the canoes had dumped except mine because I had a little experience, the rest not so much.

  We get to the halfway point and stop under a big bridge to eat lunch. We had cold cuts and big bowls of potato/macaroni salad and cold baked beans.

The gals lay out the food and come to find out that NO-ONE had packed ANY silverware/spices or napkins, just paper plates. 

So while they're all crying/blaming each other, I being the McGyver type I am just washed my hands in the river sand and used my "spoon" hand to load my plate with food and my "fork" hand to eat it.

  A few joined me, but most thought it was gross.
Next trip I brought my own little ziplock bag with silverware/spices because believe it or not it happened again. 

  That was the trip where my buddies laughed at me for lashing my beer cooler to the portage yoke and using a big bungee strap to keep the lid locked down.

  When THEY dumped their canoes and the beer ended up rolling down the river bottom with them in hot pursuit, they thought I was a freaking genius. 

mpeebles wrote on Dec 18^th, 2019 at 4:29pm:


That's what I'm talking about.  

Yeah, a table!!   I found an old 2x6 back in the bush.  I had an immediate brain fart to make it into a table. Cut it into three pieces and sawed up a few dead logs and viola, a table.  Liked it so much I ALMOST took it with me on the rest of the trip.  That "table" idea morphed into a somewhat lighter Helinox the next year. 

I have some dirty canoes pics if you want to see some.....you naughty boy!     Would you call that "canoeography"?

It's clean cause I just took it out of the box that morning .   

I'll see if I can find some "dirty" pics and get them to db.  Last year was the worst I've experienced as far as mud and water in the boat complete with water plants and more than a few crustaceans that I couldn't identify.  It was an in/out, in/out........down a low river system.  We had to dump it at every portage.  And to add to the ambiance it was a very hot day 

For some strange reason I have as fond of memories of the tough going times as well as the nice pleasant times.   Like mama used to say...."boy ain't right".

Yeah...I think that'd be canoe-porn, but you're startin' to concern me...like mama said 'boy ain't right'

pd