Friday, August 17, 2007 travel day the day that will live in infamy we leave our campsite and take the portage out of Oyster to the stream. after paddling down the stream, you come to a choice. You can take the 180 rod portage to Agnes or you can take the stream to the river south of Anges. We took the Stream. OOOPS Matthew and I had taken this stream 8 years ago, and all went well, with just a couple beaver dams to cross. What a difference 8 years makes. The water was a bit low this year as we traveled into what I like to call the "bog maze". It went well for most of the way, twisting and turning through the bog. Then the bog got shallow, mud. The get out of the Canoe type mud. We got out of our canoes and started shoving them along shin deep in mud. Then it got interesting. 100 yards from the river the mud decided it no longer needed a bottom, and we sank, and sank, and sank. we sank so deep in the mud that for the first time in all the years tripping, I was actually a bit afraid for my life. In the end it turned out ok, but we had to hang on to the canoes and tread mud to get though this mud from hell. I remember yelling at Nathan to stop laughing as we were in serious trouble and hearing Mare yelling "save yourselves I am done!!!" we get out of the mud and to the river, as a couple of other canoes pass us gong the other way, looking very strangely at us covered in mud nearly to our necks, commenting "I think we will take the portage"