Where I Learned to Paddle

The North Channel of Lake Huron is one of my favourite places to paddle as well as the site where I took my first few canoe strokes. This is where I caught, what I call, the paddling bug - it infected me with my love of canoeing and kayaking. The first boat I learned to paddle was a 36 ft. voyageur canoe. I learned these skills at Camp Manitou, an Anglican Church camp that I attended as a youth, and later as a counselor. We had a chance to stop in at Camp Manitou in the middle of Senior Girls' camp. The girls and the staff were just heading on an outtrip and we had a chance to talk to them about our journeys by canoe. They had so many good questions to ask us, however, the funniest question was, "Do you guys have massive pipes?" We were treated to dinner that evening and I had a good time reminiscing about happy times at camp. We would like to thank Camp Manitou for their warm hospitality and send off.