Sunday, August 6, 2023
Brent and I were friends and Eagle Scouts in the Boy Scout Troop 131 in Osceola, WI back when we were in High School. I remember a time when we both went on a canoe and camping trip to the Boundary Waters in northern Minnesota with our Dads and a dozen other scouts. For those unfamiliar with this area, there are hundreds of lakes that you can canoe across, but you need to carry all your gear with you on foot between the lakes. They call this a portage, and on one particular day we had portaged many times, one of them almost a mile, and as teenage boys we were quite finished with doing any more portages. So Brent and I decided to try another way. There was a stream running between the lakes (or so we thought) and Brent and I had the brilliant idea that we would drag our canoe with the gear along this stream to the next lake. When our Dads discovered what we were trying to do they set off after us (as we were actually heading in the wrong direction). It was starting to get dark when they finally caught up with us and we got our due punishment for scaring them so. I don’t think I’d ever seen my Dad that mad.
Long story short, Brent, me and our Dads eventually caught back up with the rest of the crew and survived that trip with our lives still intact. I’ll always remember that time with my dear friend Brent.
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