I just came across some old journals from high school, and one was for a
class called "Rivers", where we read Sig Olson and others and wrote about
our thoughts. I wrote most of my journal about the trip I'd taken on the
Missinabe the summer before. I scanned in some pages and old photos of
my tripmates for a journey into the past.
This was my last big trip as a teenage camper- after this I would always be
a counselor or trip leader.
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