A letter from Stephen, who is missing his -th class reunion, to one of his former classmates. Sent from the safety of mosquito netting as he was nearing Manistique, MI. Here he is drying out after another storm which generated a hatch of blood seeking mosquitoes.
“Yes, I am back on the water for Round 2. Apologies to Karen that I didn’t send my regrets. My good intentions went by the wayside in the frenzy to pack three months of stuff in a 17-foot canoe.
Left home port of Petoskey June 24. Heading counterclockwise. Been into the wind ever since. Right now I’m in my hammock-tent in a stand of cedars overlooking the lake, about 13 miles west of Manistique. Having text with you all. lol, of course. After landing, I was out collecting Mylar balloons (three today, five yesterday; please, don’t ever buy anyone one of these, no matter how much you love them) when I came upon a bobcat sniffing along the shore. I was downwind, and was able to follow him (I’m assuming “him” ’cause cat’s name was Bob) for about 10 minutes before he noticed me and bolted. These are the good times. The bad times are the tick I just pulled from my ankle. But I digress. I want you to know that I am wearing the pants I wore to the 30th reunion, and I trust you aren’t sagging any more than they are. Sorry to miss you. Let me know if any of you are by the shore this summer, and I’ll trade you a granola bar for a shower.
peace and love,