Temporarily Out of Order

The weather was calm around Wiarton, so Jon and I decided that it would be a great chance to try to paddle 40 kilometers to our next designated campsite. Early that morning we started to load our boats and, as I was lifting the last bit of heavy equipment into the canoe, I strained my back. The mid section of my back throbbed with pain - it hurt to move, sit, stand and breath. We tried to paddle, I lasted only about half a kilometer. Tears rolled down my cheeks, not because of the pain, but because I felt I had disappointed everyone - Jon, family, friends, supporters and, worst of all, myself. We decided that it was best to take some time off to heal. My parents brought us back home where I visited the doctor and chiropractor, relaxed in a comfy bed and stretched my aching back muscles. Jon also had some marks on his shoulders from carrying heavy packs, so we decided to cut back some of our food suppliers and carry them in smaller waterproof containers. I’m getting better everyday and we are anxious to dip our paddles back into the waters of Georgian Bay.