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The true story of the canoe trip
After staying at Moss’s we were off to meet the group ,Moss kinda forgot where axton landing was but then we spotted the rainbow over the tree’s and knew we were all most there. We arrived
at the landing and we asked where Lobo was, camper looking like a chip monk scratched his head
and said in the woods looking for his pot of gold (more on this later) we dropped off the canoes and Moss (joe cool) and I left to drop off the trucks for the end of the trip......We made it back and I saw my canoe drifting down the river...All I said was camper go get it...one of his corny jokes.....I knew he would do this and held back the feeling man needs a bath and took my hands off his neck......We rounded up lobo and off we went 7 miles later we were there
First day in camp we set up camp had a few beers...well many beers and off we went fishing .I was using a spinner and caught a few small fish and started working a cove when I saw lobo reach in his pants pocket and sprinkle some dust on his lore...sucker caught a 16 inch bass...we all went to his canoe and were going to depant’s him and get the dust when he whips out a club and makes threats about his gold and rain bows and we thought better of it.......he came back to camp with about a 16 inch small mouth and 22 inch northern pike...camper and his brother were fishing in his brothers power boat (thank god for it more later )and made his way back to the camp has he came up the river he was meet with a battle plan of bottle rockets......I even whizzed one by his ear
Well off to bed ...being the cook I was up at the crack of dawn and made sure I had coffee to hand to the guys has I gently woke them up...breakfast done...I was still suffering from the bad dream of some one running through the wood shouting where’s me gold where�?were�?s me gold. .The guys and I decided to head down river for a bath and that’s where the first manatee sighting was made. Lobo jumps in and the river lights up in pretty colors and the manatee comes up and washes his hair and we went back to camp...(camper no bath, ‘brother no bath)We sit around camp drink beer and talk hunting.......The we staged the picture...of all pictures...gun was checked twice to make sure was unloaded....Ms bud wiser sets up second tent and feeling frisky I make a visit and see a box says drop money in box..I did then went in side...I then saw a sign that said open door so I did and was out side .I went back to the front of the tent dropped the rest of the money, all that I had but pocket change left followed sign again and new sign said open left door
I did and meet moss. We both it seems have been dropping money in the box and came out side
pocket change left we decided to go back to are tents strike one for the dudes , The river lights up
seems DNR heard about the manatee sighting and was looking for it. Camper and bother also came back and were met by hail of bottle rockets again.After they went to bed set off many crackers in front of the lean too
Day 3 pack up down the river we go Mr. Kewl with a K and sun glasses was rowing and we heard Tom saying Moss, Moss, Moss and crash in to a dead pile of logs he went...Mr. Kewl was not Kewl with K any more. We paddle about a mile and drop rico and son off .All I can really say is that reco a short handle with head is a hachette and a long handle with a head is a axe and teach your son about being the youngest in camp...But he was funny and had lots of hunting storys and is headed for a heart attack dozen eggs pd of bacon for breakfast every a.m..His son joe is a real | <NOBR> First </NOBR> <NOBR>Previous </NOBR> <NOBR>2-7 of 7 </NOBR> <NOBR>Next </NOBR> <NOBR>Last </NOBR> <NOBR> Delete Replies </NOBR> |  | Reply
| | fishing fool was out every day and did catch a 25 or 28 inch walleye...good deal...We say are good byes and off we go.....after about 6 miles we are thinking maybe Joe kewl with a K, (Moss) was thinking camper miles. The wind picks up and whips the front of my canoe around and I could not get it turned , seems the wind was off the lake and was bad. I called up Captain sir Dewight (campers brother) who seems to fish black lake a lot, hooked me up and we picked up canoe’s has we go
Now Joe kewl decided man of men to row and row fast to get ahead crash again...not much kewl left at this point. We caught up to him and he hooked up. We had one power boat and 5 canoes now Moss told camper if he picks up water to let him go and going along camper watches moss’s bow go under and says real soft , hey Moss got a little water coming in..Moss screaming let me go let me go
we had to wait till Moss bailed out. The look of murder is in Moss’s eye , but being the trooper he was he had a beer and hooked back up150 miles later...Hey we said it was 7 miles kinda miscounted huh ole son. We hit the lake. We had to struggle against the wind but made it to the island...Moss and I set up are tents and Tom comes up and says what about me, well Tom can snore very loud...very very loud and we show him a site about 20 yds away on the end of the point...he complains I guess I am not kewl with a K I tell him you have the best site look at the view....he set up camp and we talk has we talk I see a chip monk has big has a dog take off with Moss’s chocolate .then Moss set smokes down and goes into his tent and chip monk comes back and steals his smokes, then he comes back steal 6 pack of Mexican beer. I make dinner and gently again wake up Tom ,.After dinner Tom and I decided to take a bath and I hear shouts again about that manatee in the lake again we are done and drink many beers and smell a funk coming from campers lean too...dam was bad...off to bed and I wake up to disco music and DNR out on the lake and see 100's of boats trying to get a look at the manatee. Seems the chip monks got a red tree rat to open up the beer and they were charged up on sugar and beer and were smoking and cussing and spitting I had to shut down the party and make threats to DNR and off to bed I go
Pack up and camper is burning his socks,,,EPA makes a raid on the site for the cloud of funk had drifted across lake and some one called and said dump was on fire. They checked every where and found are site...large fine and they took turns smacking him around.We ended the trip by making a 2 mile paddle across the lake to my truck said are good byes and we left
Now has ya read this remember this is the truth the rest of the story’s are lies | |
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