I Was a Girl Scout

And speaking of crutches…

like it or not

I went to Girl Scout camp for two weeks for several summers in those early years.  I loved, loved, LOVED it.  One summer my unit left camp and went on a 10 day backpacking trip on the Bruce Peninsula in Canada.  Tobermory to Owen Sound.  It was glorious.

One of my best memories is dipping my cup into the crystal clear, n0-need-to-filter water and re-hydrating whilst gazing upon pristine beauty.  I remarked to one of my co-hikers that I would be happy to sit there for the rest of my life drinking in the pure water and the pure bliss.

I was a skinny kid with strong legs and a pitifully weak upper body.  Hiking up the house-sized boulders required taking off our packs and hoisting them up.  Definitely a challenge for me.

My ankles were a bit weak, too, which made hiking along the shores of the Georgian Bay a bit tricky at times – walking whilst balancing…

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