Tuesday, July 22, 2014 Tuesday was misting heavily. I got up early and checked the canoe. It was fine. Maybe the storm was not that bad. I packed up and before I left, I was going to make a pit stop at the potty but there were 3 trees down on the path to the potty. Ok now maybe the storm was worse than I thought it was. 2 Tylenol PM and ear plugs sort of gets me a little foggy. No more Tylenol PM for me at night. Just the ear plugs to cure the night creepers. The portage from Gaskin to Horsehoe was ok. It helped that I decided to take the canoe over first on any portage. I get a bit tired triple portaging and the canoe is the most awkward thing to carry. No downed trees on the portage. There were many good open sites on Horseshoe but I wanted to go further. When I got to Caribou, the wind had picked up. Crap, do I go back to Horseshoe or do I just go for it? I decided to just go for it. Stay close to shore and I should be fine. I was fine but the pretty little campsite was taken. Luckily there was another site not far from the portage that was not bad so I took that for 2 more nights. It rained all the way from Gasking to Caribou. Rather it was heavy mist. I made camp and got dry. The rest of the day I spent going through my food pack and reading. This has been a trip of self discovery. The more time I spend in the bwca on this solo, the more I journal. I find it therapeutic and eye opening. Old self doubt creeps in often. Still the little girl looking for her dads approval. My dad died many years ago and I am almost 50. I journal about my battle with depression. I journal about my mom and I feel her presence. I felt it last night during the thunderstorm. I was scared yet felt that I would be fine. I feel different today. Stronger, more confident. I cant stop smiling. My teeth are clean and I have dry feet! Ok so I want to sing the Helen Reddy song, “I am woman”